Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

Like a child of the Moon, I'm zigzagging myself in a culture that you share every day, framed in a square, so attentively and so devoutly, and so visible everywhere any way the wind blows. It makes me feel as if I got you in any thought of mine, wearing proudly the mark of your love, smoothly and impulsively, mused for me by you.