Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

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 his formidable mood

About 60 km off Marseille, at Mouriès, in Bouches-du-Rhône, in a paradise realm, at the age of 94, the great artist, Charles Aznavour passed away leaving behind an extraordinary treasure of songs dipped in love stories. Piously, the world bows in front of him for the last time. Adieu, Monsieur.