Poetica

A blank page she looked at me and I found so many possibilities  and looked  for my pen  embroidered with the merits of archeology and bordered with geographical lines or with no boundaries at all.
 I often do my work instinctively in a trustful way.
And words like measured nuts and bolts, light or heavy together with all the accessories
I now encounter the poetic maze
And analyze the elements sincere and decorative  ones to go for the orgasm and page printed.