Micro-poésie du vendredi…
Comme un ciel bleu… Je ne peux pas voir rouge quand je plonge dans tes yeux. Mon beau pays, pas tout à fait mûr à être souverain… Je me souviens!
Category: Dreams
Follow the guide…
When they start selling tickets, I want a guided tour of your mind! Maybe they could arrange khaki-Jeep rides, Jeeps with army camouflage paint. With handle bars and powerful spotlights on the rooftop for the dark corners of your thoughts. There could be night tours, to hunt your most secret dreams around, and peek at…… Continue reading Follow the guide…
Micro-poésie du vendredi…
Les vents de Santana ont soudainement Soufflé des poussières dans ses yeux de Manga, Soufflé les cendres de la vallée grugée par le feu. Une larme, voyant son cœur itinérant…
Международный день в день
A duo again today, you lucky readers!! For those not familiar with Russian, and/or not keen on giving Google Translate some work, it is International Day of the Day time again! And, yes, you’ve guessed right! It is International Russian Day! I don’t have much to say about Russian. I gave it a try once,…… Continue reading Международный день в день
If eyes could lie…
Look me in the eyes… She had longed to say those words for years… Not to him, but just in general. In movies, that simple sentence was the prelude for the most intimate and sincere confidences. As if eyes were a warrant of truth in its purest form. As if eyes told things as they…… Continue reading If eyes could lie…
Micro poésie du vendredi…
J’ai parfois cette envie pressante, de tes doigts sur ma nuque… Simplement. Fermes les yeux, suis le son de ma voix, oublie tout le reste, goûte le pur instant. Fermons les volets de la villa, soufflons les bougies, laissons tomber les étoiles pour un soir, enfin en communion, à l’abri de l’espace et…… Continue reading Micro poésie du vendredi…
Forget lips, think hands…
Some people think joining lips is the most intimate way to share a moment of sheer one-on-oneness… But she begged to differ. How often do we kiss in our lives?… many. Too many times in some cases. How many times do we hold our loved ones by the hand?… For the simple pleasure of…… Continue reading Forget lips, think hands…
L’ombre…
For a while now it’s been there. No matter the time, and no matter where. It is almost stuck to my soles, and everywhere it follows. Or so it seems… It is like a big brother always on the watch, like a sort of angel over my shoulder. Even if I am quick, even a…… Continue reading L’ombre…
Slight change of plans…
Due to unverified but still concerning enough information, there has been a slight change of program regarding my upcoming trip. After thinking it over, I decided that Denmark wasn’t all that fascinating after all. The language is hellish to speak and/or understand, and there was really so little to visit anyway! No, I have set…… Continue reading Slight change of plans…
With a little help from my friends…
Today, I want to try something new and interactive. I never stare at a white blank page (or screen) for long… What comes out of my silly brain isn’t always super interesting, or intelligent, but I always come up with something. This morning, I noticed I had 58 drafts waiting to go public. So I…… Continue reading With a little help from my friends…
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