The walks to the waterfront summer
The reefs of foam knocked bathe their nights
From day to day returning grow evening
As a gentle winds rocked singing the long shores
I know, I know v o s languid walks summer when
Cold lights remind your name, I remember ...
Quatrain
Lime trees are blooming
The seas dig oblivion
The stars say the year
Graces offered
Aphorism evenings inter-season
If we knew the co ï coincidences of life is always lull of innocence