his lips, in a flash, got stuttered at the threshold of my lips and yet, his love, — meticulously, it rushed straight into my heart passionately and elegantly, and, fast and furious, he took my longs chic, he sowed, on the velvety skin of the love I am, — his love

timid, it glided smoothly the district of my gaze on your pent-up beauty chambré, dreams' lips, have braked in a flash above your poem's lips warmed, the tender view on the tread of this thrill began to gurgle an opus all that will be is written as music dances with life, as i am dancing with you

Aujourd'hui j'suis entré souriant  seul dans le labyrinthe et avec calme, j'ai suivi mon cœur sur la route qui mène à ton jardin. Et les murmures volent dans l'air, et le jour ça fasse nuit… Un monde sans frontières se préparent pour le carnaval… (De tous ceux qui sont présents, uniquement les fous aiment, juste eux, seulement eux trouvent une porte dans le temps. Et de ceux qui ont traversé, seuls les fous eux savaient sur la sortie cachée du labyrinthe.)[r] Aujourd'hui j'suis entré encore dans ton jardin et je t'ai trouvé dans les griffes du désir vif entouré de lys et de statues, avec tes yeux concentrés. Tout le monde te regarde docile mais ça s'en va quand tu parles à eux et quand tu rappelles à eux que... (De tous ceux qui sont présents, uniquement les fous aiment, juste eux, seulement eux trouvent une porte dans le temps. Et de ceux qui ont traversé, seuls les fous eux savaient sur la sortie cachée du labyrinthe.)[r] translation‧‧‧ ©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p

Hé... Je sais que tu me vois. Je ressens que tu me caresses avec tes yeux. Tu m'effaces et me redessines... Et plus, je sais déjà... Je sais que tu m'entends. L'écho de ton coeur me parle quand tu ne veux pas répondre... Bienvenue! C'est la dernière fois que nous-mêmes rencontrons. Bienvenue, ami imaginaire! Bienvenue! C'est pour le dernier... fois. Bienvenue! Prochainement, je me réveillerai... suis-je exagère?! d◑◡◐b Nous vivons dans un rêve puisque les yeux du monde se sont fermés; C'est juste un rêve, ami imaginaire; Nous vivons dans un rêve puisque les yeux du monde se sont fermés; C'est juste un rêve! Comment est-ce que tu sais que tu n'es pas réel? Ami imaginaire,  bienvenue! C'est pour le dernier... fois; Bienvenue! Prochainement, je me réveillerai... ‣‣‣‣ translation‧‧‧ ©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p'tit je ne sais quoi ‧ chic… à ma façon  

when our shadows kissed each other, and our smells have leaned on our lips, and our core had so much of too many tricks to hold in music's balanced style with its sublime relish as we transpired, was maybe an alibi in trying to discern how it could be if it'll be when it'll be a dream's desire which doesn't give you doesn't give me one moment of peace till its deep essence will be fulfilled as we longed and begged for all along

he, in an atypical way, observed her hair hugged by the sun, then her skin stained by the stars, — stars so delicately sanctified in scent's spell of the queen-of-the-night soon after, his eyes got set on her, — his mind got fluidized, intercepting gently, the fairy essences of her body, so ripened, so greedy, so overflowing as him to get lost in her mirage in the meantime, — the stormy whispers of her soul have exteriorized, warning and pushing him to see her that she never sinned but in her dream, a dream of a banned love, — [now set aside] we've gathered here today to watch the faceless one man, the one who today can't smile anymore, the man one who lived without loving and we'll judge him, and his sentence will be harsh: we'll bury him and from his heart will grow a flower which poisons: — the queen of the night   and we've gathered here today to watch the  one  faceless woman, the one who today can't smile anymore, the woman who lived without loving and

the morning coffee is the flavor of love ‣‣‣ sentiments are whispers inked in happiness ‣‣‣ a beam of the sun is the ingenious smile ‣‣‣ the «guilty» one is «guilty» as I am ‣‣‣ we're both exorcized with insatiable kisses ‣‣‣ kisses & hugs, like usually, dreamt and stolen ‣‣‣ there's no modesty but a trenchant manner ‣‣‣ mannerly toyed in our desires tendency ‣‣‣ each sipped savor is translated in thrill's jargon ‣‣‣ the morning coffee has always, the flavor of love Apply your makeup cautiously, my love, — don't hide your gorgeous eyes. It's time for you to fly, and to ignore me‧‧‧ ‣‣‣like usually... [x2] Put on you something explosively, my love, but don't hide your superb soul. I want to see how you fly and how you ignore me‧‧‧ ‣‣‣like usually [x2] And I will let you run but I'll not hide you anymore... Dance crazily, my love... don't hide your beautiful shapes. I want to see how you fly and how you ignore everyone... [everyone...] And easie