Micro poésie du vendredi…
Glisse tout au long de ma cuisse, Cuisine-moi des mots brûlant, Embrasse ma folie passagère, Hier est si loin déjà et demain tarde à venir… Il n’y a que maintenant qui compte, maintenant, ta peau et nos soupirs…
Glisse tout au long de ma cuisse, Cuisine-moi des mots brûlant, Embrasse ma folie passagère, Hier est si loin déjà et demain tarde à venir… Il n’y a que maintenant qui compte, maintenant, ta peau et nos soupirs…
My oh my… When I read this, I felt a chill run down my spine. I do want that too. I can hear some people sighing, and I’ve caught some heavy eye-rolling… I know, it is cheesy, but what can I say? I am not a fancy dresser, I rarely wear make up, and…… Continue reading Amen, Nicole!
Ok, it probably isn’t. Don’t bother looking on The Internets to prove me wrong… I just like to believe that I make the tiniest cranes. Why cranes, you might wonder? Well, because I am one hell of a stubborn girl sometimes, and I had read that Japanese legend, that said that if you folded…… Continue reading The smallest origami, ever!