Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

insanely impulse of meeting you was aroused by the rain's voice in whimpers of a relaxing idea the words of longings plunged in the teeth of love with your bite on the nipples of my wet dreams hearing my soul's echo, your lips erupted on my body, penciling so, between dawn-pink to blue-night the mad impulse of meeting you

the equalizer of our emotions is... — [it's You] configuring an unpredictable word in a fête to supply cadence to mood [it's Me] the pulse of two in any product of the imagination [it's us] the most efficient treasure... so sly so heyyy so to ask nothing [it's you & me] it's the demented answer of love like the rock phenomenon, like joy