Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

Velvety fairy fingers, — mine's °○◯ Tight waist, nectarines bust, — my seductive appearance °○◯ Fine gold threads, — my ankles °○◯ Charmingly crystalline, — my laugh °○◯ Slithering smoothly lust, — my lips °○◯ Love in my eyes' colors, — the one I belong to °○◯ I'm not a saint... I'm better, — I am his… forever °○◯ elixir

would you, could you be mine, an incognito rendezvous, the one of the most beautiful and anonymously kind just to kill this fatigued ennui… promise I'll be a whisper if you'll be a gleam of fantasy, as if you've been wished me to say, — wish you would

it's again that hour when your soft kiss slips gently in my bedding, waking me up in a dream out of a dream to a dream camouflaged in tender thoughts of yours bathed by the moonlight in the sea-foam with scandalous touches that are tamed to tempt you, be love in the art's paradox