Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

in the town that never sleeps, full of matelots and courtesans, i lead my living since forever, [besides the other skills it has]; its gift looks to be the cover-up of everything that's looking sad; acolytes are the sun, sea, music, [besides town's fame anatomy]; in the town that never sleeps, the love replies only with love; everyone's lips wear wind's kiss and dreams are the real world; the rain's inviting you to dance in bared feet and pure as it is, arm to arm with life's thoughts, fully in its beauty to rejuvenate; in the town that never sleeps, incited in sunshine of your love, i am; i'm into something good fondled by music, sun, and sea; laid, on the fine sand, revealed, the sweetness of my body is art, the dialect of my words is honey, your patience is in love with me; in the town that never sleeps, full of matelots and courtesans, i lead my living since forever, [besides the other skills it has]

into their playground love's atmosphere, she's abandoned herself unreservedly, (her sensuality spills passion) 𓇼 imprints of his lips shine on her smile while his lungs, lustily, scan her Venus, (anointed in her absolute) 𓇼 beauty wears the name of his climax… cryptic touches, delights, and suspires, — (a bohème time capsule into the wild)

let me put it this way, (show you how), my thoughts are irreplaceable bijoux penned on your earlobe, take a look at you, as always, will kiss them (deeply), like a go-getter to listen to their poem adorned in love's attire i wear for you‥

My thoughts got me rambling toward a captivating shore, where nature's unleashed beauty, aroused even before dawn itself to get up to spread up its barefoot smile toward the sunset, shod with warm and tender moaning, patronized by my thirst and your thirst, for life. Agitated through a romantic ambiance, the thoughts began to waltz with some soft murmurs, choreographed in black and white by kisses' pulse, more or less, savages… but so fixed to oxygenate days of yesterday, today, and always.