Virtual walk   

To believe that it is her

The providential donation

Of the days of chance

A providence

A beauty with emerald iris

As an ode

Where we set on fire

Only for us two

 A confidentiality

In confidentiality

A desire to have a good time

A friendship was born

And then everything changes

In an exchange

Another life

Another envy

A beautiful love

Glows of the days

The heart which cries

Not had his hours

To believe that it is her

The providential donation

Of the days of chance

A providence 

So many colors

And softness

The sound of the words

And of sobs

The slow burn

Until it wears

Do not think

And to forget

Virtual walk

To believe that it is her

The providential donation

Of the days of chance

A providence

Far from the tunnel

A rainbow

Of velvet eyes

Reflexions of love

Another life

Another envy

Words get tangled up

And are mixed

On a past

Just blew

To remake a future

For pleasure

Virtual walk

To believe that it is her

The providential donation

Of the days of chance

A providence

A providence

Tony

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