Roses of Hope

 
 
 Follow each other teasing each other    
 mounted roses of hope    
 at the tip of the index finger    
 where desire legislates.        
  
 There is no romance    
 that the slow flow of lava    
 along the bougainvillea of ​​the mind    
 oh childhood pochade !        
  
 Soothed upon contact with the wound    
 the obligatory marriage    
 moaned about having to be    
 although he had already been.        
  
 True oath of the night    
 on his ascending moon    
 wandering invites fear    
 without chance getting involved.        
  
 To the decoction of dreams    
 to the decameron of curves    
 at the top of the sailboat    
 the vermilion prolongs its blood flow.        
  
 Distressed to be the rival    
 with courageous bravado    
 the task of imprecations    
 was to solicit the unaccomplished.        
  
 Get out of your soul    
 the passage of geese    
 omen of the weary look    
 of the rise of crowds in spring.        
  
 Don't get me wrong    
 there will be plenty of oats    
 so that the saving area of ​​pilgrims    
 lends itself to mischief.        
  
 Get lost    
 but don't get me wrong    
 in the pretty woods of mirlitons    
 body in swoon.        
  
 Haruspices dedicated to the provider    
 the skylights creaked    
 with a rush    
 scattered walnut shells.        
  
 Strange passerby    
 according to the spring drinking    
 we were able to reach the camp    
 seriously affected by the rebuff.        
  
 She tasted like wild strawberries    
 the rose garden of my loves    
 and the wind that lifted her braids    
 allowed the wave of its mirror to filter through.        
  
  
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