Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

every side of mine, it's your treasure map cryptographed well by my soul and mind there, without any hesitation, your temper decided to keep me hidden like an altar subtle, my caprices, in your wildish blood transfused, swim constantly inconstantly even if, each side of yours with daily tales spies the maps gifted with my luring smile