Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

a sublime debut of a madly morning attracts you on the dancefloor of mind its rhythm vibrates magnificent arousing a sense that once you ignored but you don't feel embarrassed at all, contrary, your little dreamer soul hums farewell is the burden of life's origin to discharge joys' cycle at [new degrees]

a blue mug, two teaspoons of coffee, two lumps of sugar, hot water, and citrus juice... [to garnish my smile] luring, music plays in the background something suavely... something i listened to... not so long ago, [hmm] made my lips soliciting… a plus one