Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

a bit earlier, I watched myself in the mirror; the inner voice pushed me to venerate my I; reflection got me the vibe for a fresh start; instantly, all negative thoughts got crushed; any item of my essence is a faultless piece plotted punctiliously by uncensored codes;

define love, — love is a  transferred  affection, — [touch me there], [ feel my music] touch, — but not so much