Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

your thought never knocks at the door of my dreams... simply gets in, [straight from the night's road famished of me], — naked undressed, — your shadow models me with temptations oxygenating me in the arrangements of liquid nights... — multiplied our perfume, — [the embers of love], increase our temperature... you devour me... I devour you... you breathe me... I breathe you... untamed from google's navel to specter's navel, we're fairy tales  hypnotized in someone's song out of another one's song, — dancing on the sun

love has the shape of my heart... its dream is to dream my DNA is made from longing's cells... no wonder i push you to live longings but when [and only if] you'll gaze into my eyes, you'll read the gift of them [so full of poems] for love has the shape of my heart and my DNA is made of longings and both have the aim to oxygenate your time [for a while...] [when and only if...]

I've got dreams about you all perverted and penned... [dans la nuit] there... [thru the many moons' eyes] I know nothing else to be... than to be... in a soundproofed mystery I'm enough to deprive you of seeing [me] me as I am... [maybe in a cry for silence] or problematically chuckling [maybe] but I've got dreams... [still...] and there... I know nothing else to be... than to be...

i wait for you to come to me [come...] the soul inside me giggles shrewdly chic [come...] come with the longing to write to me [with your teeth...] [with your tongue...] [with your breath in mine...] [write...] your love's alphabet on my epidermis must stir up delights out of my dreams... [untamed...] be possessed in the passion's bedding so luringly anointed with my suspires [articulated...] you... [to come...] [to write...] [to me...] [demon...] pixilated in endless waves of my climax

loving rolling in longing's province babbling thru corridors of my mind about the love that's gonna gimme, unimaginative romantic caresses caught me in flamboyant thoughts painted by dreams of mr. blue sky in the color of a deep natural blues and the luring thrills of a goodbye with a relish decor of wine and sax

you didn't care if will ever rain as long as doesn't rain with love... due to this, I gave to you rain... architected, sculpted, portraited... till I turned myself into a rain... into a storm... into a hurricane... a typhoon I'll be daily for you with my rain of stars and dreams with my rain of laughs and kisses with my rain of longings blowing on you, exactly as the rain pours for none loves me wet, like you

floating on the caress's wings I'm going to seal into myself, like flowers do at the nightfall scented with my myriad hopes, I'll drive home my thoughts far from this claustrophobic space telepath, kissed by sound's ray, I'll bloom for you daily, my love, to trap you with my blue's spell