Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

in a dreamer's world, standing on the edge of love, you're lured to immerse … complementary, longing's voice etched in whispers, hallucinates you … there's no censorship, — mercy of the night dissolves wrong feelings … so softer than soft night's voicelessness surrounds me, wants to hear my dreams … romantically, we're like a dancing machine, watchers count our steps… … [j'ai fait le mille pas…]

he loves to swim and play, inside my bowl, [a chic crepuscular district i built for him] he did himself a petite dream... Livestream to prove [he's best expert in hide-and-seek] he has no seasons... [eats one time per day], i never saw him sleep, not heard him speak he has a stylish part of giving kisses, subtle, he's happy... [nobody's prettier than him...]

lips biting lips for the taste of sweetest sin with a sound of a rosy smile filled with the essence of the longing on fire, — lips fall in love...

I woke up with the deep desire to be infected with the virus of a positive mood. You smiled. Staunchly, oozing like honey thru my essence, your moans, [don't ever leave me], are my juju. By echoing to me tendentiously, [you're mine], made any peeps translate it as being my name. I think about you, means, not to dream of you but [hold you tight] with the deeds of my longs.

Psst… Do you hear me? Then come with that magic as I’m coming up with a song to not hash out the spell. Bring with you an easel. Love is in an arch of colors… Let me be tinted in pigments of its symphony. Paint my heart in the sounds of its beating. Make it visible. The poppy’s crimson use it on lips while on the eyelashes let it be the summer twilight. Put the appealing color from the magician’s aura which you are, on my breasts. Spread it to my other symbols… Psst… Are you still coloring this whirlwind of feelings? You should add even more another deep color… Use it. Use a little bit of the blue light from the glitter of your eyes to be able to recognize me in these infinite touches of the sky which’s breathing in my love through the music’s silhouette.