Love Octopus

Love Octopus
has endless arms
to catch the ones
he chooses....
Inside he crafts a heart
a little rust and a bit elusive

You can find deep inside
that something's live
inside the color
but twisters go inside,
like something's mad,
like making it cold...

Love octopus
has twisted tentacles,
like grass in river coasts,
fresh and chaotic
Infuses freshness
in the ones he likes
a sort of spark of life,
sometime's erotic...

His shape is so unregular,
but so spectacular,
so unexpected,
seduces with appeal bizarre
a treasure hard to find,
simply complexed.

And when you are watching out of you,
delighted in all that hue,
that's when he's got you...