My chanson

My chanson

A Poem by 1975 MCMlXXV

Like morning  Seina
You are fresh flower at my hand
I can feel your dreams
At each spring leaves
Sip of vine and bit of apple
Dancing at ocean of my words
When you open that door
My heart crawling on the floor
Chanson of passion
Tender and gentle
Crystal at your hands
Pearls make another rain
You are very special my dear
Much better than any French artist
Much better than my thoughts
Much better than my past
Catching train
At subway station
You make to be realy patient
Now  journey have your eyes
At blind tunel
You can kiss my chest
I am happy
At your best
Smooth light
At next station

Here is it new land
My fate
Go at your way
What world can offer
Can became grey solitude
But love
Is only one
Who can change and keep
My faith
Became yours
At moist of morning
Slowly open mouth
That moment is our love
You can see it, at my face
Like picture
What you saw it, at your dream
Sweet minute
Can be longer
Than any time
Distance get shorter
But this waiting time
Have still reign
I will wait and i will love you
More than before

© 2017 1975 MCMlXXV

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Added on March 27, 2017
Last Updated on October 12, 2017


1975 MCMlXXV
1975 MCMlXXV

Brattelboro, VT


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A Poem by 1975 MCMlXXV