Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

I fed your anemia with the blood of my sun so you not to be in the darkness anymore calm, I changed any change of the moon to write to you the melodies of my soul delicately, I kissed the lips of your stars for you to compile me in infinite texts I smoothed your mind with the petals of my galaxy to caress your moments I bit tenderly the questions of your eyes for you to keep me close with your love my supreme sin is called hope, and hope slips thru your dreams to make your life sweet