using the roundness of your thoughts
I'm washing with the refreshing rain
of a sonnet to chase away ugliness
the dew of a paradise got open
with healer characters
in metaphors attached to my heels
am enabled to tread over any arrogance
of some faces hidden behind masks
for in my inner, — the sun, river, flowers
trees and chirping of birds delight my life
…
un p'tit je ne sais quoi © ᶜᵒᶜᵒ ;₎₎
Mariusz Duda
