Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

Have you decided on the menu, alien darling? I have the algorithm of certain timeless stars cocooned in warm and velvety sensations of a careless whisper in an unedited garnish, anointed with words' flavors, spiced smoochy in writing's realm, dipped through each slice of a memory dated by you, me, and deep one

I'm gonna love you in a way I never loved, breathless, — you gonna love me searching for me here, there, everywhere, where you think I am, but I am not, — I'm gonna love you in my lunatic thought, through the flying of love with and without wings, — you gonna love me in your imbecility with so much tenderness as you've never loved, — endlessly________

defines love, — to define love is to limit it, so better not… love is time, time is relative, relativeness is unintended