Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

birds' chirps, fall and climb playfully, at my window, cheering winter's breeze good mood caught me too, – guess someone opened its wings  to catch me when I fall

your mind wants me to make your dream heavenly your heart took pulse of my heart full with oneiric optimism in your blood is dancing menuetto and presto, my torches' molecules... — you really got me... — your soul proudly wears my essence, — un p'tit je ne sais quoi undefinable defined

here I go walking between the plural possessives of the paintings, sculptures, and music, evaluated through numbers at the power of words to express the feelings of your heart using any pastel thought, to satirize any xenophobe soul and also mediocrity of some who dared to shade somehow the beauty putting in light the [hate] what [they call it love] but no one has no idea, — I accept no compromise

same date, same month, same hour, different year exploring deeply the reflections of the story I am while other new chapters like many myriad others are waiting happily to be sublimely explored and invoked at the category of wonder with pleasure using some joyfulness & the visionary innocence of my spirit balanced delightfully at life's power in the abundance of love to my subtly delectation tchin-tchin à la ᵏᴼᵏᴼ🥂