an end addresses gently to a new beginning
Any ending-year whispers to me, —
you're the most beautiful poetry,
as so much unreal as you are true,
clad in your mysterious air
of a manuscript.
And yet, like my predecessors,
I've got to abdicate now.
So keep me in your thoughts to remain
that mark of those seconds
in your hottest and tendentious priorities.
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to each one, I whispered, —
𓇼
I'm easier than a thought
in your mind and heavier than
a dream that you could dream.
Take me like a figment
dressed in verses, waltzing,
then, hold me tight in your arms,
purely and intensely, for our love
to rise over borders, to be irrevocable
and to fulfill concretely our story
from one letter to another letter,
from one word to another word,
from a tune to another tune... and
to have butterflies,
to feel like I'm flying with all
those vibrations wandering
throughout the world, through
the thoughts, souls and... —
we'll collect kisses for dreams,
and we'll give meaning to
a life-paradise with
the passionate shiver of our
sprightly soul full of love...
𓇼 Well, —
At this very moment, my heart
beats in mad rhythms. Rhythms
of desire, passion, and longing
through the Eventide Clockworks.
So I closed my eyes thinking a bit
just for myself, — there's nothing
comparable as an embrace after
one long [absence…?] 🤫,
nothing than fitting my face
into the curve of your shoulder
to fill my lungs with your scent,
as if by magic, I'd have a handful
of stardust to spread it all over.
So close your eyes and think
for a moment in miracles.
The first desire that will come
to your mind... will be fulfilled.
Happy Holidays.🎄Tchin-Tchin.🥂
