Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

infuse my blood with your love crowned with the light of tonight furrow my body with kisses and paint the walls of my soul spherical sparks of your touches i wanna feel 'em sculpting me your orgasmic ink i wanna erupt thru phraseology of my fingertips i wanna the rebellious synapses to do us the paradise will's magic

the scent of the night is contoured in the shape of your soul and mine; it's like a naive art painted in an imaginably wild style grounded in a world which, i don't know if it's mine or yours but surely is from a cosmic class, designed all in one to have as base, the love and immortality; we should've been stars — sweet love