I will not see it with other eyes than those of respect,
I am not wrong to say that this heart is complete,
But they are sea by night, taciturn myopic eyes,
Where the abstract and the rebel mix in a coupling.
Endowed with its profile of uncertainties and mysteries,
Little do I know what his flash hides
Like a distant planet that earns currency from the ground
Drawn by Davinchi, his smile and his Hair.
Sublime mix between calm and hurricane
Atypical beauty, that time forgot to forget,
With culture and a lot of tact when it comes to making an opinion.
You may be able to, just imagine,
Or exist honestly in this inhospitable place,
Perhaps it is the mystery that has made me observe,
Day by day, step by step, your slow walking.
White F.
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