Apr 18, 2017
Pangolin There was once a secret garden ... Live a creature that is my Pangolin with its strange legs It makes the flowers grow in the sky, Its armor is geometric and elegant and is a strange ride With their magic appear- Red poppy, grow on a pebble- My Pangolin is a magician of running poetic Leave daffodils and mango in your path Makes spells in the cloud of mysteries... It has an archipelago built of dreams like the island of Thrace Pangolin my love hides in his random shelter, the echo and spark of steel and the brilliance of the moon ...
Mayakovskyjung/ Давид