Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

i tried to attempt not to love you, — i tried to run far, far away from you, and yet, somehow i got misdirected, finding myself led in a magic spell, tactically caressed by your charm, coordinated furtively by passion... [an uninhibited type, winking, chic], everything to look infirm, except the eros... — my incomparably bijou palpable, edible, magnetic... to you, you, warm shadow, you, pecks' thief