Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

meet my soul full of life in the room of seasons ⋯ kiss my impulsiveness with lips of your thoughts ⋯ do a miracle with a smile, sinuously, to lend to you the rays of my moon ⋯ catch the trace of my blue with your crystalline gaze sunken in a summer wine ⋯ the waiting waits for you to infuse yourself in me

spinning my mind for you to find me... i began dreaming you're searching for me not being enough fast, i used my tricks and sent my eyes' tones on your dark sky with my lips, — [having smoothly touch of the sun's beam], i kissed your eyelids do you feel a crystalline and playfully smile walking through your blood‥well, it's mine hear alluring sighs in your eardrums... — they are for you to memorize my name if you sniff a scent, — it's my body's one cruised with my gentleness' wind on you all of me signify a hallucinogenic silhouette metastasized through all cardinal directions and is surveilling you and is waiting for you and will bring you to me in an [ultrarêve]

wanna sex, love, money, — positive it is as much as I want, — negative 𓇼 a good thought daily, — positive for everyone, — negative 𓇼 music, books, movies, — positive any kind of type, — negative 𓇼 sport, travel, companions, — positive happens every day, — negative 𓇼 I love, I have desires, — positive hating someone, — negative 𓇼 a tiny joy, a smile, a hug, — positive everybody offers, — negative 𓇼 I'm starved of life like a wolf, — positive accepting anything, — negative 𓇼 attractive, witty, chic, frankly, — positive following someone's rules, — negative 𓇼 conclusion, — my life is so damn wonderful …(positive) — …(negative), — I love it! I'm experiencing it! I adore it! It's My Life.

the way your lips murmur it paints my breath using decent colors of your tale 𓇼 the way your eyes gaze at me it composes my heartbeats sculpting fluidly my fantasy 𓇼 the way I'm listening to you illuminates gently my hopes in the cadence of your pulse

a dream… from the peak of my thoughts, without any permutations or influences, contoured the décolletage of my dawn animatedly and at the present continuum, its gently drops like an impetuous waterfall come undone on my architected silhouette

the wrist of my moments drunk you with my dreams following the natural course of my sunrise and dark using the warm and wet lips of my unlimited thoughts 𓇼 the nets of your stars shine in the womb of my night with wonderful words till the edge of every morning when both of us whisper for each other, — I love you 𓇼 undomesticated, my passion looks for your savagery in the seductive perfume of flowers… X-rayed by you at the hour of the kiss for the vitamin, [drive me wild]

have I told you today you are the dream arrayed to breathe in the pupil of my heart and by my blood panoplied to love you with the whispers of my constellations? 𓇼 …don't condemn me let's straighten it out… love me... too

bite me… taste me… — [at absolute]; make your move… intense moans, — [provoke me]; my flower haunts and begs for your heavenly butterfly; my pleasures' swarms, — [grab them]; my colors, — [squeeze them...] [deep]; my zenith is your energy, — [consume it]; I want your playful bud to incite my fragrance;

instead of saying to him, I love You, like a chef, I make his favorite dish, I kiss him in the morning and night, I laugh at his jokes, I take care of me washing my body in peony's water and I wait for him in a sexy négligée having candidate a tender wine for ambiance... with its dirty little secret, tacitly...exact how deep the ocean is

oh, love, — traveling… in your fantasies… I unlocked, unintentionally,  your desire's faucet, — me…

my body, — a rich field fertile, exquisite; my bosoms, — succulent ripened fruits; my abdomen, — a flora and fauna concept; my posterior, — the moon and sun paired; everything in me emits a fruitful sensory metamorphosed in poetic languages and the intensity of someone's song... affably like a rainy day lover, like me, as if i'd be... as if i'd be rays of a curiosity slipping slyly in the palms of yours; I, to be guided gently in your archive with some splitty thoughts, lollygagging, and waiting, to carry them up

out of the blue, some memories with you sealed my lips, my soul, my spirit… 𓇼 you can feel the symptom in my smile, suavely ruled by a bijou star, like a torus 𓇼 this fire burns smoldering, while flowers and bees trace you to turn you in honey 𓇼 so hold on in translations of my versions, after all, I'm your girl, (your secret love)

I stir pleasure, — exactly as begonias do, — I intimidate you… sensibly and timidly your eyes delight in all of my varieties, — instantaneously… you dreamt of this moment dozen of days, — in your absolute, you feel it my fragrance is in you, — perfectly… — how I blossom you love to watch… — but how much light and warm or water is allowed or is forbidden, — you can't yet estimate

you unveiled, leaf by leaf, my typical senses, and artfully, dissolved 'em, in a twilight garden through a time of year; 𓇼 moon's nudity, in velvety veils, has peeped at my timidity, hidden in the blue river of your obediently multiplex stars; 𓇼 now, your longings drink me beastly, savoring, conjugated, the love I've worn for you... a deepen one, you let it bleed...

you brought me to life in your dreams 𓇼 gently, you created your wish be my wish, then you metamorphosed even a pleasurable space for us 𓇼 the subject, me… with the subject, you… started to fusion in one to other 𓇼 any other vibe of ours is a star topology 𓇼 our universe is called love

love… — love is a substantive …and is so logical that its form can be declined, but trying to explain it is so-so mysterious love… — you incarnated in all the loves to love you to love me to want to be loved; even my name respond at your appeal simple [my love!]‧‧‧♡