Sensual Theorems

Et, comme un long linceul traînant à l’Orient,
Entends, ma chère, entends la douce Nuit qui marche.
Charles Baudelaire, Les Fleurs du Mal

Piano Impro #11 - Entends la Douce Nuit Qui Marche

Piano Impro #11 - Entends La Douce Nuit Qui Marche

Strange Attraction Of A Deep Autumn Sky

Lyrics:
In the moisty heat of the night I measure the viscosity of time by applying group theory to the ice cubes in my glass of blood.
I want to sooth my aching synapses in the liquid sun of chaotic melodies and bath my eyes in the clouds of muffled harmonies. 
The marbled coalescence of the iridescent canopies drips with vibrating tentacles of abstruse sensations which insinuate themselves into the cortex of our vibratory emotions.
The mystical tentacles of devotion slither around my wrists and ankles war and delicately vibrating invading my thoughts with their glassy intuition.
I can summon ancient idols from the gulfs of time and abyssal tombs. And wrap my naked body in the moist lust of their gaze. I can invoke the runes of power and abstraction carved in the soapy stone of a lost asteroid. 
Last words of vanishing gods reverberate in the echoes of their glory while the whips of remorse tear up the petrified flesh of their deceived heralds.
The winged demons and the ragged angels will rejoice and kiss my aethereal feet. 
The tides will cover the sand of our imagination, green and everlasting and salty and cold.

Green Harmonies Of Sensual Digressions

Four piano  fragments:
I - Le lac, les roseaux à travers la brume (0 - 1min31)
II - Winter light (1min31 - 2min34)
III - Small morning melody (2min34 - 3min54)
IV - Nagaika remix (3min54 - 5min51)

Four Piano Fragments of sublimated Nostalgia

Four Piano Fragments Of Sublimated Nostalgia

Sweet Duality Of Time

Mandarine Impressionist Chantilly

Pop Violin Lamento

Fractal Shards Of Your Synthetic Emotions

Wonderful poetry and arrangements by Wivresse on one of my tracks !
https://soundcloud.com/wivresse2
Lyrics:
Far from the great snake
The sighs compete with the Zephir
In the honeyed heart of feminine flames
This intimate mead
summon ecstasy
And flowering fertility among the dunes
in obscene dances
in creative cries
in flesh water
sassy libations
for explosion of life
in honor of Derketo
We are all on our knees,
on all fours,
Her sacred milk to our lips
in obscene dances
Canticle of canticles
for Derketo

At Derketo's Feet

At Derketo's Feet - Wivresse & HyLGZ22

Sensual Theorem

Relentless Hesitation

Lyrics:
I developed a magnetic field containment for the fusion of my emotional particles, and, in the intense delusion of ancient fables and forgotten prayers, I eluded the chaotic viscosity of my life.
The magnetic fragrance of hyperbolic equations forged the golden restraints that ties my astral body to the marble of the altar.
For the Dark Blade of Abstraction fought many wars to achieve His purest journey on the sands of eternity, far from the purple desires and the lust of blood, freed from the sensual tyranny of His Lord. 
I saw twelve Orc Female Warriors carry the swords of remorse and procrastination. Their iron boots crushed the shattered relics of my lost memories. They surrounded the altar and I gazed to my astral double through their lusty eyes. 
O Dark Blade of Abstraction, Your lingering words reverberate in my spine and electrify my sweaty shimmering skin. Your geometrical desire entered my heart long before the swords of remorse. 
The beauty of Your uncanny theorems liquefies the altar, melts my astral body into the ocean of pleasure, merges my senses with the fury of the Orc Warriors, connects my superconductive synapses to the heart of unknown galaxies.   
And I swim in the amniotic fluid of a pulsar. The echoes of my orgasms interfere with the counterpoint of a forgotten fugue. The fragrance of the Orcs’ sweat vanishes in the colourless vibration of time and space. Overwhelmed by the tide of geometrical poetry, I open my thighs to the lust of the music, and feel the ominous chords liquefy the focal centre of my desire. 
And I drink the wine of bliss and oblivion from the cup of Your fractal memories. And I kiss Your marble lips on the shore of eternity, Your quicksilver belly against my polyurethane skin.