Je peindrai les parois des plus majestueuses montagnes aux couleurs du soleil, je teindrai les rivières et les lacs de tous les tons de pastels… Et si ça ne suffit pas à faire pleuvoir des étoiles dans tes yeux, je m’éclipserai de ta vie. A pas de loup, comme une souris…
Le bleu d’un ciel plein de promesses, Le blanc de la neige encore fraîche, Dame Nature a bien haut hissé, son plus sublime fleurdelisé
My life was just a tune, a nice song to hum along the road until… I lay my palm upon your chest, Innocently looking for another heartbeat. Little did I know… Tapping my fingertips to the metronome rhythm of your heart, You could change my ballad into a symphony… …… Continue reading Symphony…
When I chanced upon something, I wrote to you once, when we were together, I found that I never finished it, completely When I wrote something to you, when you and I were lost in the dark tones of winter, not knowing why it should be now that those things would envelope us…… Continue reading When I wrote something for you…
I did it again… I did it all night. It doesn’t matter, you say, Darling? Because it was just in my head? If you only knew what my mind can make you do…
Froide la nuit… Cruelle. Et au matin, le souvenir de ta paume brûlée sur mon tronc…
Cat’s purr Car rolling by, car again Pick up truck roaring up the street. Tic toc, tic toc of the clock The chirping of the first Spring announcing sparrows by the window. Kids strolling down the sidewalk, Laughing heartedly. Neighbour’s dog barking, probably at said noisy children… Fooling myself into thinking…… Continue reading Silence…
J’ai la tête dure, et le coeur mou. Enveloppés dans une silhouette floue… Mélancolique comme l’air d’une mauvaise chanson d’amour…
How could I say what that made you smile, and laugh at most anything, I said with no effort at all How could it be you know someone like me than what I know self in no time at all How could you know that I’d fallen in love whole head and…… Continue reading How could…
Considering her body, clothed but then, She started to undress, first the first, then the second, turning to watch me, watching her, “Do you mind, Dearest?” asked I involved in my voyeur tendencies watching how she removed each piece of clothing, not waiting for me to undress her with my eyes,…… Continue reading Do you mind?
Cyranny's Cove 