Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

I'm going to explain how I stripped you to love you. I metamorphosed you in music to listen to you repeatedly, on my hi-fi system called, — Love. Energy used by Love is not measured in kW⋅h, because it doesn't consume it but generates it. This device that's keeping the whole world awake by itself, decays the distance between me and you, making us as one mind and body, hungry for love. Knows to provoke, with invisible patience, signals duplicated by a sensitiveness sound uttered to dare to say instantly, Baby, let me take you in my arms.

some thought crawls its foot, slowly and rhythmically causeless, I look up and down, even if i feel it inside me robotized, my thought's voice asks, — who's there, talk instantly, i am filled with music adapted by you… so fine