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Poetic Essences Un P’tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

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He… She… ╱ [02]

He asked her, —
why would I wanna be today a paintbrush, milady?

and She replied to him, —
perhaps your feelings wanna interpolate with mine
perhaps you wanna inserting your technique and poetic colors
to portray me as you love it…

at his turn, he smiled and replied, —
pink peony is your lips,
purple sky and beige of the universe is your wavy hair,
the reality is blue like your eyes
and your body perfume… well…
your perfume will…



In the background, a song intensifies a moment. Thoughts & Music are fusing, unchaining an emotion. There’s something inciting. The lips of words, kiss the inspiration. Everything’s playful. Is spontaneous. The tenderness is there. The joy spread up Poetic Essences. © Claudia MP

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Un P’tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

Un P’tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

© Claudia MP is the Top Writer on the Topic of Music. ‧ I Blindfolded Your Moon With My Sun. I Murmured To You — Find Me. Subtle You Did It. You Found Me.