Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

the longing arches me; on my pillow is spread your coquettish dream; its echo stops me suffer; I don't oppose, I savor it; insanely charmed, avid moaning in anticipation for my virility technique of loving you unleashed, I'm begged in your hell

tip-top… I woke up Monday and Tuesday I thought to go Wednesday to work, but when Thursday I saw comes Friday, I said to myself, what a hell to look for work on Saturday when Sunday is my day off... I mumbled… thinking of you…