@ Serge Zaka, 2020
He dreams of sleeping
But should keep alert this time
Moving is hardcore
But worse is standing this clime
Clothes fully cold
Caught under sharp limes of slime
The rain is staring
Storm, lightnings are coming
For a festival
Just before Cannes, appearing
In a startling ball
Simply capture a picture
Do not be afraid
Of this stunning adventure
Believe in the aid
Of the surprising Nature
Sun will recover
After this flash of fever
This flash of fervor
Which gave the waiters
In a wild ardor
The scheme they were waiting for
It may unveil now
In this morning fog lifting
What essence of show
Is obtained by these dashing
Men meeting their vow.
( @ Giulio Montini )


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