Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

rough noises in my dreams, stirs restlessness in your soul; i check on you… you're fine 𓇼𓇼𓇼 (check it out), each day's moment, seems to be like a comic illustration, personalized through thoughts; thoughts attached to at least a mesmerizing song, exactly as the love's mood accepts its own ego; own ego has evil one too, who wants to be amused without justifying itself to no one, but on contrary; contrary to one, will be another, who's fully exposed and terrified by the fire of stress in a way amnesic; (so check it out), each day's moment so seems to be; (a comic illustration, personalized through thoughts);

today's theory indicated love has been defined as an integral extracted out of exactly moment when I saw you for first taken from the infinite on the function, (I), — argued as being the ratio of any variation due to my body's methodology and soul's constancy, You, growing in my mind, walking through my dreams, without any option, without perceiving the nasty of me needing you, [not as spouses] but as the maneuvers' friends.