Dancing With Her (France) Poem by Saul Palti

Whisky breath with a smile of youth
take all loves freedom from a heart
and shoot a foot in the plea
where sanity parts its thankful mind
to spread into another thought
some dare to skip the trial
for the world subsides
into gloats final word
pass the buck onto a persons word
a tongue so fortunate without humanity
and a truth which puts fire to bed
at the lonely contemplation of forever
pins that stick to nails
and scratch only the surface
to survive in a tomb without love
the bearer of all things fruitful
holy the mesmerized
which bring an evil joy
to fall everlasting under earths soil
to reap what was and will be sowed
for all to ader upon
and taste the eye of non believers
a tiny bit embarrassed at the truth
of hurts bright blush
fall dead for a knight
who sets sail with the stars
who dares to parts from the womb
who tries the unthinkable
and rescue the dead from their graves
which turn in their beds coffin