dimanche

Odyssey to Eden


Just a smile on her lips, an answer. Who dares ?
But a second later, slipped to a smoother kiss
together in a dance, such a beautiful miss
her life is miles away, but here and now who cares ?

Keep your head on shoulders, stand up, awoken, aware !
Life is short, chaotic, up and down like a Swiss
mountain, my deary heart gets sick : What a crisis !
What a freshness : stormy love flashes in the air.

Nothing softer than someone away to adore,
when far travelling sailors, land, back at home ashore
Thus someday, everyone's wander stops, is over :

No doubt my dear, we'll once taste beloved Apple's pips
and if you do anymore, I do Not wonder !
but remember this : Fruit had the taste of you lips.