Life looks like a carousel…
No, it didn’t get me dizzy.
Was just barely warming.

Your majesty, another tour.
And please, don’t stop.

As a privileged one,
my inner feelings
are a tribute paid
in coins with the taste
of colors, music, love.

It’s an entire patrimony
always rewarded  with
a ravishing smile
of the woman
and of that little girl
hidden inside me…