Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

hunger hurts, — especially the hunger for love (yours…) i tried even some courier platforms, — (you weren't on their menus) and i feel as if this longing (for you), it metamorphosed… (into a monster) (like a parasite, jumbles me…) lord how i'd wish this burning gets into you, too

i live in the season of happiness where love is siring virgin mood  I feel like a migratory bird playing detached thru the cardinal points like a starman, i pour my placidity to gratify you thru music delights and I stretch and bud and wait for your lips to fill me to empty me to wake me and again to take me back to your untamable dreams

you know all of me 𓇼 at the beginning everything was black and white; after that, it appeared blue and yellow 𓇼 slowly, like a deity with an army of stars i conquered all the earth's colors, diffusing on you a wild and exotic aroma of my essence 𓇼 a few months later, undomesticated, — love bloomed invitingly, like fresh roses‧‧‧ yet, not so  hungry, like the wolf