The beauty of the colors
Fractal perfection of primavera
When I feel the daisies odors
Fühle ich mich als ob in my vez primera.
Who could for me recover?
A bouquet of tiny flowers
To make me feel again a lover
And forget the trivial others.
To the one who defies the grassland
und schenkt mir ein Gänseblümchenblütenblatt
promise I my heart and an island
where we will share the sky in our habitat.
But if after all my generosity
Nobody dares even for curiosity
I will take that adventure for me
The daisies, my dreams and my tea.
Jena, Germany, November 2024
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