When she sang...like a Fabian ,

'Tu es mon autre homme...'
She a Lara
Sang
Personal...
Subjectively inclined...

By golden red getting blind...
He got the feel
Standing still
Looking up
Only to see
The sea above
A blue ocean overhead unwired
As if a bluetooth connect...
Receiving all
Without being too much wired...

'Is a Fabian dream
Wrapping me up?'
he thought
Looking at Her
The goddess of sky-
An ocean blue...

He looked the unoccupied theme...
Non disturbed
Not perturbed...
The She...

A sea
Of a sky...

And he thought
He was near too...
Listening to
The twilight breeding ice...
The twilight serving energy poetic...
The twilight singing as if...
Like a Lara...
A Fabian
A Maurane...

'Tu es mon autre...'

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