AS ! PROSE ( poésie anglais )

mirage au dessus des nuages sages n 3

AS ! PROSE

I still pause,
A sort of overdose,
Tha my thoughts needed,
The texts are magical.
A magigal moment,
To read and re-read it,
Without contradicting anything.
As I ask,
Some proses,
It's that I don't dare,
Write what needed .
Reflected in my pen,
This page which feathers,
Some commas,
Who dose some thing.
A real say I dare not, .
Make bad prose,
Without the advice of your desires,
And what follows.

JJM