Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

(in love), — the dawn's romances sent to beauty sleep, (the poetry), which I composed it… (last night) 𓇼 but if you'll feel some thirst for it, sip its whispers spiced in passion and decanted in my inviting verve 𓇼 if it tends not to catch the message, let your heart roll the dice, to find poetry's idyllic sculpture twinkling 𓇼 it's chiseled with the desire's breeze, and satinized in the sea's pigment at the hour of our vulnerabilities…