Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

I woke up with the deep desire to be infected with the virus of a positive mood. You smiled. Staunchly, oozing like honey thru my essence, your moans, [don't ever leave me], are my juju. By echoing to me tendentiously, [you're mine], made any peeps translate it as being my name. I think about you, means, not to dream of you but [hold you tight] with the deeds of my longs.

the gentle modulations of the river and sea which surround the island where I'm living have listened to your arty preached prayers the golden rays of the ground I'm stepping on transformed them into the heavenly candor vowing to me I'm not misled but only loved