Photo: Le Fredus Nice
Some days I love it.
I greet the dawn surrendered,
That I love everything.
Although the clock
break my silence
Or the cat meow on the terrace
Contiguous
And the ungrateful violet
topless
Deny My ongoing anxieties
(verses water).
There are days when nothing prevents
my flight above the roof my view
Limits.
No rain ...
Some days I love so much
I open my pores My hands
my eyes.
and breathes tenderness and caressing tenderness
and discover tenderness.
Wind
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