The
Stars are drowsy now
So let me tell you two or perchance
Two and more heroic folklores

Let
Me tell you
How my soul descends
Amidst the Nile river and wend
My way through the vallies
As I scramble in the brambles searching for thorns to write on the wild emotions

Let
Me tell you
How sweet I ******
The blushing rose just for the milky lines and rhymes

Let
Me tell you
How I finds myself submerged in the oceans
And drowning and drowning
In my delusions and affections

Let
Me tell you
How I smile every mile I gets whiles I write
And childishly engraves them in every word I fetch…
To be cont….

©Historian E.Lexano