Salut

😉😘💕✨

Cocktail Girl by Dita Omuri reinterpreted by me

Mon esprit est comme une prostituée… —

Si je cherche quelque chose, — y a-t-il…
Toute réponse est montrée et offerte à moi
en détail par charme magique de l’univers
dans mon temps présent, si bien monopolisé
quelque part dans le passé, où mes actions
ont déjà transpiré, et où j’ai payé nombreux
hommages en pièces d’amour, convertie en

l’office de change d’une galaxie avec mon

Salut!

✓✍🏻 ;₎₎

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᵏᴼᵏᴼ

Joe Dassin ♪

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August 13, 2021

drowning

in my fantasies

un p’tit je ne sais quoi

plunge into the technicolour pool

of my desires;

swim underwater to take a breath

at my body’s degrees;

now get drowning in my fantasies;

calm, my hands will wait for yours

to plant tacit your scent;

inside, my gaze will sniff your longs;

wildish, your lips will savour my lips

like romancandy;

passion will gush like an artesian well

humming our moaning;

any sigh will have the grapes’ taste

fed and erupting in love;

✓✍🏻 ;₎₎

un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ

ZHU ♪

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August 13, 2021

in a charming moment…

furtively, my night has clenched the stars
in your poetry’s dreams
pursuing the curvature of the life’s dance
encrusted by the dawn’s bones
with the flavor of love…
yours

thanks, Grace🙌🏻💎✨

Life — Grace of the Sun

Life will always get better,humming to my heartbeats song.Smiling through the rough weather,will help sorrows march along. Life engulfs in great beauty,I can sense each time I sing.All my thoughts have a party,inner flutters fly their wings. Life is mixed with laughs and cries,each released at precise times.Both bring tears into my eyes,at some point,…
Life — Grace of the Sun

August 11, 2021

dangerous woman

my thrills are dancing with my muse in the ink’s spell
the ink’s spell is choreographed in my fantasy’s arena
my fantasy’s arena is titled, — un p’tit je ne sais quoi
un p’tit je ne sais quoi is the meaning of the one I love
the one I love bears the essence of my dreams’ attire
my dreams’ attire designed me as a dangerous woman
dangerous woman for some, — black sheep for others
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ

Bardot & The Blue Bloods ♪

August 10, 2021

nasty

from the immensity of sins committed in the witching hour,
i will call you to lead you into the abyss of my immortality;
there, i’ll revive you from verses as my muse which you are

from the thoughts of any poem penned, only you’ll know
my cruel curse that empathizes with all your inside burning,
enough to bloom in you the lure of my seductive perfume

from any sheer feeling, if any moment will get you boring,
i will feel you flowing in me, and i’ll take care to inject you
with my nasty blood, till reborn in you, my emotions’ spark
✓✍🏻 ;₎₎
un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ

Bryce Fox ♪

August 10, 2021

insistent onomatopoeia…

[how] to tell you [where] [which] [when] [why] [who] [what]

[who] could convince you [how] perfect and lovely you are
[who] could show you [what] you don’t and didn’t see here⏫
[who] could make you feel [when] you don’t and didn’t live
[who]’s the therapist without being a psychiatrist of [which]
[who] could metamorphose censorship and break any rule
better than poetry [where] any thought attitude of the poet
is to tell you [how] [where] [which] [when] [why] [who] [what]

un p’tit je ne sais quoi

Sometimes, when I feel invisible or isolated
by those people who I don’t even know ’em,
I tuck myself into good feelings, then I make
from my present a gorgeous party, expressed
in percentages of vibrations capable to shake
any answer without question and vice-versa.
It might sound pretty bookish, but justifies
the reason for which I feel powerful & loved,
admired, smart and intuitive, and also, envied
by persons who love using their complacency
accusing that false tiredness. Hereby, I chose
to get transfigured in a beauty fiction or poetry,
in a song or insistent onomatopoeia as others
to can feel the incantations of a wildish soul.

✓✍🏻 ;₎₎ un p’tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ
trrrrr acia, trrrrr ha ha
trrrrr voom bam, trrrrr ha ha
shalalala… ya

Hafanana │ Afric Simone

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