like a bird
i let my thoughts fly, absently,
but a hummingbird found them
and gave 'em color with its trills
seducing my heart's metaphors
making even a blues to whistle
enough to sensibilize my galaxy
to echo, like a bird on the wire
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...