Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

(your gaze), (got down slow at my book's shelf), (stirred by lust, leafed... my diary) 𓇼 (enriched with yearns), (my words' soul), (breathe out vitamins, to… breathe in… your love…) 𓇼 warm lips of some song, knitting in our apogee, sketched, at once, our world

i authorized the nights to caress your lips with tenderly kisses while you wait for me with your mind kneeled with your soul shivering with your longings kindled with your lungs screaming sprightly kindly greedy to love me to love you charming subtly deeply me, — a romantic visitor, the big dream of yours

Bathed in the hug of your sun pampered by romped waves kissed on my lips by your stars in the existence of my dream wars of any thought get banal. .................................. In your angelic spirit, — I am an altar, — a mystery sculpted with your smile, with your gaze and your voice stuck in gravity of a delicate realm l'hawaïenne