well-well
would you like a strong coffee
with two tiny teaspoons of truth
slathered in a sublime sonority?
well-well, all you heard about me,
it might not be only the truth, but
just a small part of what I did/do
adrenaline
every morning, before sniffing out the day's whispers, I'm taking first, my adrenaline's dose, [as usually] ‧ the sun, the chirping of the tiny sparrows, the breeze of the sea, try impressing my windowpane ‧ each of them takes care of any part of me, improving magically, my coiffure, my eyes, my mood ‧ the hugs, the kisses, the innocent giggles, are advanced by love's light that loves bathing in me...