poetry

Les Carottes Sont Cuites

Dear mon chéri. Tonight is the beginning of the end of the day. Let’s surf winds and jump around clouds awakened in our dreams and beautiful mind. Allow yourself to pursue, be surprised of what you’ll find. Stimulate imagination, create the visual to your dreams with fascination. And when you wake up, act upon as you being your own endeavor. Self drive your tactics, subtle spark makes you so clever. Focus on your reality, no limitations and overcome with awareness any adversity. Tonight is the beginning of the end of the day. Les carottes sont cuites, mon chéri. Tomorrow awaits another night, fulfilled by another day.* <3
Sincerely with a toast of sangria jelly,
~Nayeli Monita Corleone Cordova de Horchata

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