Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

my harmony invites, your equilibrium, into me; let's play, but watch out, don't push it much, — your seductive velleity like a bliss, should be, articulated tenderly, piano, on my mind, to sail, for your raindrops of kisses to fall down on my skin, and your eyes to radiate intensely, in my eyes, — profound Herculean, even purer than the sky

your lips pressing lightly my lips, — a fine pamper in the liquid condition, wildish and sweetly, — like honey your touches drip rain on my body to purify it with an electrified solution of your natural tonic, fire full of art your thought plunging in my thought, it's writing to me, frankly, all your love, not to be read, but to meet us again