I have never seen
nor in the stars
or every other sheen
anything more tempting
than the commissures of the lips
of the sorrowful men.

And it's so splendid
seeing them smile
even though
they have nothing in their life.

Je n 'ai jamais vu

Autrement que fardées

Les lèvres rebondies de ma muse.

Ces lèvres rarissimes n 'ont jamais aimé,

Jamais baiser de Désirée ne fut ni volé ni échangé

M'a-t-elle avoué.

Ne proposez surtout pas à ma muse de goûter à ses lèvres

Sublimées par les mythiques "Ne m'oubliez pas" de Guerlain,

Authentique Rouge de Rouge Baiser,

Ou encore Noir Gothique de Dior

Oubliez à jamais magenta,

Parme ou mauve, prune ou violette

Les lèvres cultes de ma muse ne jurent que par l 'aubergine

Eggplant lipstick,

Appliqué au raisin

Du coeur de ses lèvres vers les commissures

Mais à n'en pas douter le nec plus ultra de ses lèvres

C 'est quand elles sont nues,

Dépouillées, sans fard, sans baume

Riches de leur texture incendiaire

Naturelle, légitime et génétique

Riches des flux et reflux de l'Océan Indien.

Ses lèvres, comme je les imagine,

Sont alors cyclone divin comme le vin de letchi

A boire sans modération.

Ever had that feeling?
Yeah! That same feeling.
The one that makes you want to relax the muscles in your face.
You know what I am talking about;
That moment when both sides of your cheeks lift simultaneously, creating an endearing lustre.
As the glory of your eyes give in, allowing the sincerity of your happiness to release.
Your lips then decide to separate, causing the left and right commissures of your mouth to slowly drift apart. This then allow your teeth to stand alone, portraying those pearly white coats.
It is that feeling!
Being in that moment reminds you of everything you once enjoyed,
As you dissipate every dark shadow that tries to destroy.
It is as if the sun and moon is finally at peace,
Never to clustered
Never too meek
But yet, you will be at ease.
Do you want to know what I am talking about?
I bet you have been preconsciously thinking about it.
It is “smile”, “ laughter”, “joy” and “happiness”.

Never feel guilty of not happy, only feel guilty for not smiling.