totí

In the neck of a totí
little piece of coral,
one afternoon I climbed
when it took off,
when it took off.

A sprig of gallant
and rosemary flower
I had time to take,
to feel better.

And I went in a cloud of darkness
like a rider of the gust,
with the perfume of the night
on my iridescent black.

Beautiful sooty totí,
canvas of the universe,
recreation, doorway,
reverse ghost,
arrow of a divine devil.