Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

I scream with all my lungs and with all my other lives related to everything I am as a mom, woman, and wife, daughter, sister, and relative, colleague, teammate, friend, wanted, imposed, and loved; in invincible dreams entitled Healer, Fighter, Lover, or Hero and not a stork kind, seeped, created, or based in mysticism and not on scientific visions, - Stay Home! Home is our Weapon! Make yourself Unseen like that thing unseen, the COVID-19 which plucked our life.

you saw in me, an aphoristic artifact, as if you'd waited for the one like me, skilled to exhume your subtle attitude sowing a fancy with my hug and kiss, i guided in your soul my thrill, decent, to bud in you, my hedonistic apogee excited, love's emanation, matured you to feel me like a woman, day in, day out adorning your galaxy, with my identity