i’m the kiss of beautiful dreams, — i’m the duchess with the drug of love on my lips, — i’m the sacrament of tender gestures and luminescence of eyes’ susurration, — i’m chiseled by his envisions vibrating not only in my heart but in any paradigm, — i’m the goddess of goddesses, — his… i am the splendor of an ending, a beginning... i'm in his formidable mood
…whisper to me, soul , — whose love , love is afraid of, whose love it yearns for‽ …whisper to me, touch , — whose touch, touch is afraid of, whose touch it yearns for‽ …whisper to me, kiss , — whose kiss, kiss is afraid of, whose kiss it yearns for‽ …whisper to me, dream , — whose dream, dream is afraid of, whose dream it yearns for‽ …whisper to me, word , — whose word, word is afraid of, whose word it yearns for‽ …whisper to me, smile , — whose smile, smile is afraid of, whose smile it yearns for‽ …whisper to me, silence , — whose silence, silence is afraid of, whose silence it yearns for‽ …whisper to me, love, — whose soul, soul is afraid of, whose soul it yearns for‽ …whisper to me, truth , — ain't stopping till you're done with (who's afraid), (who yearns) …‽
i am the sky of the skies above all the skies, bearing the sun of the sun of all the suns, and the moon of the moon of all the moons i am the world of the worlds of all the worlds, bearing the star of the stars of all the stars, and the dream of the dream of all the dreams i am the wish of the wish of all the wishes, bearing the night of the night of all the nights, and the day of the days of all the days i am the love of the love of all the loves, bearing the color of the colors of all the colors, and the joy of the joys of all the joys i am the very best of the best of all the best, for i am the i of myself of all the i of the selves of i, crème de la crème of all the crème de la crème (je suis mille fois un trait distinctif traduite), while a thousand times is not enough for what i am for any sky, any world, any wish, any love, inculcated
in the spatial pub of a dream, your time reserved the table, — music; the crystalline gestures of us are orchestrating the main menu; we taste a smile, but dessert winks at us, pushing the moment into a yum ambiance; we're admired by a hug and a kiss which do pirouettes on poetry's floor (...in the spatial pub of a dream)
i bloom with the dawns when i don't spend time with night, (engaged in my dreams) ⋯ on dreams' lips i am the touch you long for, (best thrill), if i'll come running ⋯ love's strength get us drunk, but so do the dreams and hopes trapped in our souls' whirls ⋯ we live time as it's, — (without past and future), just lust for each other ⋯ moaned the day and night, intertwined since forever through their present time
Maybe this time tomorrow, hopeless to help myself, I'm gonna cheat on you with one... or with another, — cool off, you're not my first with a heart ripped, and guilt, it isn't yours but mine, having much love to give ⋯ Maybe this time tomorrow, I'm gonna cheat on you but what's the tonic now is four-day creep, we're in, when I am yours at infinite while you are mine, total; total in love, romantic incurable, hellishly passional ⋯ Maybe this time tomorrow, when some incertitudes will look for you, another's arms will cuddle you and with appealing lips will kiss you, while you will think to let a note, (I'll cheat on you... It's not your fault...) ⋯ (narrates with broken hearts, a mistress, and a dude)
hybridized in each December skies' source, — i am, — generated by desires and dreams with talkative hands and piercing pupils ▫▫▫ hybridized in the synthesis of exquisiteness, — i am, — engendered in the mystery of poetry, pivoted by a major clandestine moment ▫▫▫ hybridized in the sun rays and flower buds, — i am, — a tangible caress of the shiver, in tandem with life sucking milk from an eager love ▫▫▫ hybridized in the zodiac of the majestic stars, — i am, — an ember unleashed, a soul-shaking whim, an entity, radiating optimism, stirring up joy
in my head is the moaning of a night, — (a hypnotizing night), named after you, you, the one who loves to tune in a song, housed in the bedding of a hard drive ‧ sweetly, breathing my worldly fullness, an inventive kiss, from that exact time, has migrated in this status quo, reviving a dream, to erect your untamed nature ‧ a secret flows from an annex of the heart, examining and tingling my lips, tactfully, while your smile [humidifying my breasts], moans like night, [love is sweet] with you
today, the sky looks at me with nerve ‧ it influences me to feel as if i were all that it is ‧ touched by ideas, i got into an eerie vibe ‧ …who's the sky's sun …who's the sky's moon‽ ‧ …could be my universe to be its muse ‽ ‧ in a wink, sky's canvas exposed the poetry I am ‧ i look at the sky, i see me sky looks at me, sees itself ‧ (who am i…‽) (both, together, asked at once)