MARIE HELENE

 

 

 

                                                        

                                                                                                               M irage inattendu

 

                                                                                                               A u fruit d'un pur hasard

 

                                                                                           R este là, confondu

 

                                                                                           I mbécile et hagard

 

                                                                                           E bloui par tes fards

 

 

 

                                                                                           H âte de te connaître

 

                                                                                           E nvie de te rêver 

                                                   L e laisser apparaître

                                                                                           E nvie de dériver

 

                                                                                           N aître de toi, renaître

 

                                                                                           E perdûment peut-être !

 

 

 

 


 

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