Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

you loved, and love me, very godlike... (my love...) you never touched me... (but neither god) you've never shown in front of me... (but neither god) I never heard your voice... (but also neither god) and yet, you do miracles... (exactly the same as god...) ⁂ back at it... over again... I'm not religious... (but neither god) I swear... I'm born of love... I look divine... (I am the sweetest sin... of god) but if I look for you, who am I looking for... (nobody knows... not even god...) I don't complain, I'm loved... (godlike...), — I'm an abstract in your mind who urges you, — stop playing god, show up yourself... (sin wants to know who I'm in love with...)

About 12 degrees ago, I was much more sociable and sympathetically. Now, I'm not and I'll not be anymore. I chose silence. An unstoppable feeling. I'll do not accept the unacceptable. My emotions are non-transmissible even if I know that fascinates you with all your demons to seek for mine. I have taught, about you. You as well have taught, about me. — I'm a gift. You learned to glorify, my holy self.

With eyes open within myself, I have counted, all my unfulfilled dreams. With eyes closed outward, new dreams have been born, comforting the area of a future. Offering me an insatiable mood, I hum... ₘmᵐ‧‧‧ Life, Music, Please. Look at Me Now. Roll with Me.