Today is felt, as if my eyes have kneeled down all your demons , while my lips metamorphosed them in symbolic effigies . Today is felt, as if I rule to make you want to be my life's servant while your soul is salivating for my coquet Darkside . Today is felt, as if your monsters, those zombies masked in veiled bijoux will suffer very deeply, too terrified by every boom-boom of my pulse. Today is felt, as if your royal creature comforts me with your soul's glamour while all my senses are the fireplace that warms your amour fou . Today is felt, as if I am the lachrymose wine 's rustling scent while you are in its phase of foliage, tenderly filtered by my elixir . Today is felt, as if all words I've written, means nothing but a blah-blah's whim while a coffee's sip, it greets me when still all is a little silly with morning's routine.

each word of my eyes, he sips them smoothly with the mouth of his soul then stirs them with a tasty memory well guarded with smiles of his lungs while tenderness rains with love's elixir and everything that our bodies mean fulfilling lust with so nice to meet you, and stamping it with a demented kiss

through a unidirectional portal, couched on the cardinal climax of the musical notes, ♫, intense kissed on the whispers' bridge, your delights follow my delights the atmosphere's so passionate; it looks like a clef on a staff 🎼 extrapolating thru a cloud's fluff, tinier than Atlantic's dimensions but a bit bigger than shored lisps

some thought crawls its foot, slowly and rhythmically causeless, I look up and down, even if i feel it inside me robotized, my thought's voice asks, — who's there, talk instantly, i am filled with music adapted by you… so fine