[Daniel Dive]

His eyes are two deep lakes
In which a pure sky is bathing.
A secret fire in him makes
His body so soft and burning,
The lovely bear I met in England.

His smile is a sunrise
In a quiet mountain valley.
Never I would bore my eyes
To look at him an entire day
The lovely bear I met in England.

His hands are so soft and so warm
They look like silky butterflies.
Passing on my back and my arms
So gently that they get me cry
The lovely bear I met in England.

How would it be possible to forget
Such a night, such moments
I had in his arms. So I hope to get
with him another time of enjoyment
The lovely bear I met in England.

April 3th, 1994

Science sans conscience n'est que ruine de l'?me (Rabelais)

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[eolienne]

Lovely poem for your lovely bear, I hope heartely you will meet him another time quickly !!

kind regards 😀 😆 😀

http://www.mespoemes.net/eolienne/

https://www.amazon.fr/Souffle-po?tique-Adeline-alias-?olienne/dp/2414163232

https://www.edilivre.com/sur-les-ailes-d-eole-adeline-mela-eolienne.html

[Daniel Dive]

Never more I saw him again, but he remains in my memory as a sunrise.

Thanks for the lecture and the comment

Kind regards
Daniel

Science sans conscience n'est que ruine de l'?me (Rabelais)

[Daniel Dive]

Thank you very much for your lecture and your nice comment

Sincerely
Daniel

Science sans conscience n'est que ruine de l'?me (Rabelais)

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