déclenchement, les ventre et le cœur de rire spontanément
moment-là
lorsque vous êtes saisi
par la reconnaissance de votre
cycles répétitifs
de l'âme
et de prise
de conscience
de l'amour
cela va toujours être l'un de «ceux»
trouvé avec un sourire, genres de champignons...
rappelez-vous juste, de laisser un peu pour les gens wee ...
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it doesn't matter to me
that i never really got past
rudimentary french
despite my repeated efforts
at school and abroad
it is still a beautiful tone
a descriptive language
that still today challenges linguists
let alone poets possessing
translation algorithms
and a sweet sunday night
drenched in cuvee bubble ale
the poem was in french almost
and is dreaming too
like me out loud
so it doesn't matter to me
even if i should wake
from this state
just as long as
there is a you there
to greet my eyes
and nose real ready
to remember how...
this dream
has a scent
laced with knives
so sharp, i petal fall
your crawled rabbit holes
crocus to rook and pawn
any lawn is in the dark now
and outside the reach
of me on the asphalt
talking in poem...
EJR ©
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