your dream follow smoothly my perfume
and like a Nahema rose it climbs
on the shoulder of the andromeda galaxy
everywhere is sensed a mystic fragrance
united with the spectrum of a beastly wedding
amongst seraphic blue and tamed green…
is something hotly-balsamic, angelic, honey-like,
is something loved and innocently envied,
something that springs to stay in a sanctuary, —
is the finest myth in all mythological mythology,
is the ambergris, cassis, musk, and immortelle,
is the bohemian silhouette of yours into mine
…
un p'tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎
❝ telling your future
tell your past
give you forever
where nothing could last
when shadows have sifted
the last etiquette
she may decipher
your soul's silhouette
I can remember
you laid me down
taking me in sight and sound
the look on your face
I never forget
the shine of your skin
a soul's silhouette
as you lay dreaming
all logic is lost
your system steaming
the change of guard
in shadows and secret
insurgent assent
my favorite aroma
your soul's silhouette ❞
Chris Whitley
