E. E. Cummings' poems are a treasure for musical creation...

Musical adaptations of Cummings' poems

May I Feel Said He - Live in Kabul

She Mine

What Am I Hoping For?

Это та музыка, под которую хочется целоваться в развалинах мегаполиса 🌆💔🔌.

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All in green went my love riding

Lily has a rose

What if a much of a which of a wind

If everything happens that can't be done

bad (short version)

I am a little church (no great cathedral)

🎶 Broken Dreams 🎶

Step into the soulful world of "Broken Dreams" – a journey through the heart and soul of the 1970s music scene.

🎶 Album Overview:
"Broken Dreams" is a tribute to the golden era of soul and R&B, bringing you a collection of tracks that evoke the warmth, depth, and timeless charm of the 1970s. This album is a blend of classic soulful rhythms, heartfelt melodies, and modern production techniques, creating a sound that is both nostalgic and fresh.

Apple Music

Harmony's Embrace

This is a song about gifts. Gifts that aren’t really gifts at all.
They're just options. Promises. Empty shells when you look a little closer.
Trains that are always gone by the time you try to board.
They pull you away from what you truly want to do.
From the path your heart is trying to lead you on.

Not All These Gifts (Remix)

A sound you don’t just hear — you feel it breathing.
A slow electro-pop awakening, where warmth and light flow through the body like memory.
The voice is neither male nor female — it’s familiar, like truth remembered.
It begins with silence, expands into shimmer, and ends where beauty turns into air.
The first song of the Beauty Series — a journey through sound, touch, and transformation.

All music, lyrics, and visual artwork created in collaboration between human artistry and AI technology.
© 2025 MIRAGE – All rights reserved.

Beauty – The Opening

The masks will fall, and Truth will survive.

Truth Survives

Moonlight Echoes

Late night, open sighs
Soft light on your eyes

Leave the keys by the door
Let your jacket hit the floor
Every word can wait till ten
We can learn the truth by skin
Slow hands, steady pace
Draw a map across my waist
Let the daylight fade from view
Every heartbeat points to you

No rush, no spotlight here
Just the way you pull me near

Stay close in the quiet, don’t say a thing
Breathe deep in the rhythm our bodies bring
I fall where your shadow meets my line
You taste like a promise I can’t define
Hold me where the night keeps time
I’m yours, and you’re mine

Leave your phone facedown flat
We don’t need a world for that
Every scar, every line
Finds a reason to align
Take the weight off your chest
Let my shoulder do the rest
Nothing loud, nothing wide
Just a storm we keep inside

No rush, no spotlight here
Just the way you pull me near

Stay close in the quiet, don’t say a thing
Breathe deep in the rhythm our bodies bring
I fall where your shadow meets my line
You taste like a promise I can’t define
Hold me where the night keeps time
I’m yours, and you’re mine

If the morning asks for proof
Let our warmth become the truth
What we name it doesn’t change
Fire still lives in the range

Stay close in the quiet, don’t say a thing
Breathe deep in the rhythm our bodies bring
I fall where your shadow meets my line
You taste like a promise I can’t define
Hold me where the night keeps time
I’m yours, and you’re mine

Late night, open sighs
Keep me in your eyes

Stay close (Bedroom R&B reload)

I confess ... I'm experimenting for some time now with AI-assisted music creation ... I don't reject this "revolution"... I'm trying to find a reasonable place there :) 

FRENCH "MUSIC DESIGNER"
performed by 
The Shimmering Meadow Symphony Orchestra (S.M.S.O.)
virtual musicians under my command
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Crédit photo : Ryan McGUIRE

I am a little church (no great cathedral)

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