Love philter   
 with symphonic mists   
 rise rise rise   
 the lips of the foreshore.      
  
 light follicle   
 carrying honey pocket   
 and lechon of tenderness   
 bends in the breeze.      
  
 Mange suçon   
 on your shoulder   
 the cloud rises and falls   
 the corral barriers.      
  
 I'm looking for you   
 through wet heather   
 the eye of Horus on the forehead   
 small webbed hand.      
  
 That of the clothes   
 placed on the railing   
 the eyes graze the invisible   
 my pulpit crumb.      
  
 Félibrige   
 manna nights   
 runs along the ledges   
 child with wooden shoes.      
  
 black bow   
 the roaring waterfall   
 downhill   
 make your smile iridescent.      
  
 You are beautiful   
 I see you with forgetful passion   
 the bust under the silk   
 of an arrow of light.      
  
 The trees are so tall   
 so made of beautiful twigs   
 than sitting swaying on my cane   
 I welcome the fruits of my thoughts.      
  
 The harvest will take place in the fall   
 in the morning fresh from this obligation   
 sweet feline paw   
 let the wind blow.    


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 The body says   
 drifting from what's to come   
 fun and mystery   
 at the shores   
 dice thrown in the food.  
    
 Glorious coming   
 time passing   
 so that they live   
 the momentum of clear laughter   
 and the milk from your breast.  
    
 Uphill path   
 to the hoarse throat   
 the mouse cry of the kites   
 pose d'un reflet d'ambre   
 la fleur éternelle.   
   
 Ma mie   
 aux draps froissés   
 mes doigts ne peuvent   
 than to cut open the doors of the palace   
 où renaître en creux et en bosses.    
  
 Palinodie of offers   
 the merchant of the four seasons   
 won't pass   
 in the gay stream   
 iron wheels on the pavement.  
    
 Untie the party ribbons   
 Shark of a flick   
 chinese lanterns   
 the bandoneon conceals   
 more than one salt.    
  
 Let you lick the tip of your nose   
 by the chimeras of the castle   
 rides at night near the guard towers   
 white and gushing   
 the moon will come to you.   

   
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   The cuttings are signaled   
 with dry autumn leaves   
 in happy company   
 of standing with open faces.   
   
 The house is on one level   
 just bend down   
 to marry and life and death   
 deep heart of timescales.  
    
 Around   
 the sky and the horizon   
 waves of greenery   
 scrolling space.   
   
 The sacred law molds the rock   
 hollows out the cup   
 clear fountain offered to the initiate   
 eyes to see each other. 
     
 Affirm departure exchange   
 dark circles on the cheeks   
 this diffracted presence   
 out of our common substance.   
   
 on the way for tomorrow   
 without the path altering the sound   
 of our steps in ascent towards the place   
 where to deposit singles. 

     
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  mist stones   
remains of haunted corridors   
rise above ground   
the wandering soldiery   
of our scattered souls.      
 
Here iron hurts   
he kills and stammers   
the law of motionless   
in the procession of wild animals   
fabrics wrinkle.      
 
In the hollow of the valleys   
the sheep are grazing   
pass the black rider   
in his rattling device   
eyes red with blood.      
 
Carnivorous massacre   
even wolves flee   
over the rock   
with a smooth cavalcade   
that the autan wind spins.      
 
Appended bellies   
arms raised to the steel glove   
hemp breathes   
weary   
the beauty emits a soft rattle.      
 
Ceruse spies on desires   
the fresco is deposited   
under the frame   
secret waypoint   
just a grain of skin.     
 
 
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   Brilliant crimson   
 when opening the trunk   
 thousand flowers of fire.   
   
 are going to pick   
 ceramic imps   
 according to the flames.   
   
 Door to door   
 items offered   
 the splinter and the crack sing.  
    
 laughing mask   
 in the shadow of the barn   
 the customary pigeon is agitated.   
   
 From pass to pass   
 on the doorstep   
 dance the luminous balls.   
   
 Raku proclaims its destiny   
 to be on edge   
 the beautiful place of the soul.    

  
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   Voice from the other world   
 so beautiful queen as the sea   
 bent for a moment. 
     
 In the full moon   
 do you have to find out   
 in so little time ?  
         
 Go along your path   
 orders and disorders   
 over hill and dale.   
   
 And let's flex   
 knee to the ground   
 looking away. 
    
 In the fertile time of spring   
 of happenings pointing his nose   
 the beauty of memories.  
     
 In the presence of the gods   
 point of dithering   
 the silence builds.  
   
 The music digs the sky   
 joys and sorrows   
 to the freshest water.   

    
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 prospective woman  
 with silken stamens   
 once watched   
 beauty imprint 
 we saw each other   
 my friend from the harvest   
 moving up the ranks   
 crossed looks   
 crumpled writing.  
    
 Jumping out of bed   
 per morning of closed eyelids   
 point of romance   
 had to take clogs   
 and strike the match   
 to light the fire prepared the night before   
 with paper, kindling and logs   
 without waking the child.   
          
 At Christmas   
 there were oranges   
 knitted mittens   
 and the box full of cakes   
 resting on a ray of sunshine,   
 wonder  
 delivering the meaning of the world   
 by the keys of knowledge   
 by the breath of the covers.  

        
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 Must time implode   
 and serve the earth
 de ses histoires fourchues.

 Should the wound   
 forever fester   
 when life shrinks.   

 Go along your path   
 man without horizon   
 that fear subjugates.
   
 pass the hand   
 through the crack of secrecy   
 that another hand will grasp. 
  
 Don't postpone your dreams   
 in Lent to be   
 random collusion. 
  
 Évoque l'arbre pliant dans l'orage   
 in rhythm under the gust   
 to make the soul of the wind his own.
   
 Écarte les chemises du printemps   
 under the sweetness of cherry blossoms   
 counting foraging bees.  
 
 Be the sword of fire   
 roaming the hunting ground   
 des phrases incises.  
 
 Sois l'épousée   
 of eternal reality   
 dans sa transcendance fleurie.  
 
 Be the salt and myrrh   
 sous l'eucalyptus frissonnant   
 qu'anime les eaux de Tibériade.  

 
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