My front neighbour(s) is (are) a bit creepy. I’ve been living in my apartment for 6 years now, and for one thing, those neighbours produce an amazing load of trash every week. Here in Montréal, people take their garbage out once a week and leave it on the sidewalk to be picked up. A large…… Continue reading You know you’re creepy, right?
Like shooting stars murmuring, “make a wish, make a wish!” Multiplying, crashing like soft wet mini-bombs, softly on my lips… Thousands of warm thoughts, hopes, dreams melting as my skin they meet… Your name writen in crystal fashioned letters, all over my Santa wish list…
Between awakeness and sleep. Between my clumsy ways and your sleek manners, and I don’t compare… I don’t know how I could ever think… I had what it took to please what you seeked. I am sorry for failing you.
Starting at the bottom, step by step, upping my game, always looking high… I’ll paint my lips bright red as fire, curl my hair I’ll wrap my body in the finest silk, showing just enough, not showing too much… I’ll sing with a crystal voice, charming them with my words, with my thoughts, with…… Continue reading When the best, I’ll be…
My warm thoughts will never be enough. Good intentions are futile, in these sorry years. Spread the love, they said. Spread the joy… But it seems my action always come out short. At least… I tried. I tried….
She sat in silence, sleet drumming the beat of wintertime on her worn out windows. She sat in silence, hugging the warmth of her souvenirs, past. Holding in her trembling hands her two favorite photos, only witness to her story. Two almost identical pictures of them… Shyly leaning against each other. Same smiles, same sparkly…… Continue reading Before & after…
Underwater sweet chants, hear it if you think you can… If only you knew my whale friend, how I long for the feeling, the touch of your fin on my lonely whale’s skin…
For dig, hver nat…
When you take my breath away… You have to give it back, eventually. Or at least offer mouth-to-mouth. Otherwise, it’s called murder, Love!
That little thing not really missing there all along and never gone, how could I lose what was not there to begin with? How can I miss, when I really never had it? Still missing it, so very dearly, though painfully aware it is just silly. Missing all the same…
Cyranny's Cove 