My Melody Poem by Dimitri Khokhlov

My Melody



Pages, sails, butterfly like book,
Flags with so many signs of Truth,
But is the only gmo food,
Big mac from golden cow's foot,
Like Hollywood's knights without precious wanted friendly Robin Wood,
The camembert of girls is Paris' moon with blood,
I am here a little snack in primary life soup,
King-kongs and aliens or lilliputs are bitterest from babylonian garden fruits,
The world in my eyes around and through,
Nevertheless by measure of my love i try to sculpt the earth of the rest of hearths tough,
Under my sackcloth's look,
Music of the natural rainbow, my Melody Nelson soon my mouth...


*In space of french language's world Melody Nelson is a young girl and personage cult of a famous song of Serge Ginsbourg

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