Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

il n'y a pas d'invitation plus séduisante...... — come è fatto da una donna.............................. il n'y a pas de plus grande transformation, — come è creato da una bella storia d'amore....... et prélude a commencé.................................... anteriormente di tu conoscere, — her name...  déduit, [sweet child o' mine],[sweet love child], dans le chuchotement magique… di peccati

Did I bother you? I wanna tell you something, — In fact, I'd like to know what's my chance of meeting you at the hour of existence? Do you hear me? I'll wait until the hour of infinity when I'll suppose that you have forgotten that nothing was delayed. I'll wait for you in the cosmos... on a sofa. You may wait for an answer which I don't know it as well as you do about it. I tried my luck with the last dime, — I'm gonna wait for you until... — but firstly, «can you swear I mean... nothin' to ya»

it's almost midnight… delight me with your moon, with your mouth, with your hand, then rolls me within you… hide me in the hue of your shadows to feel the tip of your tongue wandering through me as after, to fall into the void, till the ground, then up to the "Do♭♭", making me for making you start to hum, my woman, my friend

predictably, always remains few things behind, hid deep at base of your quintessence; something not so courteously, but decent to stir you to want torture yourself, — u devil u