Once upon a time - in a garden flourishing
with jasmines, magnolias, daisies, and all sort...

When love arrived and settled in my life,
I did not feel an earthquake move my ground...

I lied to you
with vanilla scented candles...

You want to be a flower - red or white,
just like those roses in the pots of clay...

“The sausage! Get the sausage, please!”
He screamed as he fell on his knees...

And if by chance,
you thought I was that breeze...

Poetry, no one knows you as much as I do,
you are not beauty born from roots...

On a tempestuous day, a girl with brownish hair
spoke to her dearest nature friend...

No later than the clock could tick a new hour,
I hid near dusty shelves...

Do you see
this soft skin...

I cannot explain the way I feel...
Today...

Sometimes,
life closes on people...