Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

it hatches my longing on the mount of a cloud, somewhere, right on its ridge patiently, it gazes quietly to a path, lighted by stars, wanting to catch, the echo of your steps at once, a hush river's scintilla, throbs, thru the cloud's eyes, voicing up its color's scent on my waiting's silhouette and i recognize kisses… i recognize touches… i recognize you recognize (…i'm in your mind)