Hommage a K. J.
You had a minute for asleep
I had an hour to you regret
My expectation opens lips
And jealous monster would be fed.
A charming lady led in bed,
Besmeared by future of desire
I know it's wonder to be led
And terrify by my spitfire.
Nay black nor white... Adieu Madame
I'm going let down to the hell
You want my love? Oh no, Goddam'!
You have a dirty implous smell...
...
Meet on the rout, I'll give you task,
I will obey see my regress
You swear and go without mask...
But on that image... Votre Altesse?!
On what image. 2009
© Copyright: Сесиль Монблазе, 2010
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