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Fire pour l’espoir

I find in the green of your eyes
The never ending prairies
En ce délicat sourire complice
Les matins remplis d’artifices

You are the fire over the land
Hair catching life by the hand
L’invitant entre ses courbes laiteuses
Décimant l’ennui d’une saison sulfureuse

Time, on you, isn’t laying claim
As beautiful forever you remain
Joviale et séductivement souriante
De passion immuablement inspirante

May this day be filled with love
For your gentleness of a dove
Et qu’elle peint la mémoire
De tous nos espoirs.

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Between closeness

The river of intention flowing across this infinite space, as emptiness between millions of stars burning the black night into an immortal fire.
This space sensed, not seen, compressed, not eliminated. Down this hole we both fall as shooting stars across a burning sky.
A touch flowing in a diamond river, a kiss burning the forest down under, rising its nature to the Moon, crying for the wolf to end this twisting winds of words laid on fall leaves dressing this bed of fire.

Poète des pauvres et pôvre pouète

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