. J’ai de toi plein la tête,J’ai de toi plein les mainsJ’ai du sang sur les doigtsEt ce sang c’est le mien…J’ai brisé les bouteillesQue tu avais vidéesEt fixé les tessonsLes yeux équarquillés.Dans ce rude combat Du verre contre la chairDès le départC’était tout à fait clairQue les probabilitésJouaient contre moiMalgré tout, ça ne m’a…… Continue reading Délétère….
. Staring at the picture, her heart skipped a beat. She vividly remembered the first time she had laid eyes on it. It wasn’t a very long time ago, but now it felt like an eternity. From the start, he had been so very mysterious, and in a way, it was one of the reasons…… Continue reading Skip… – FFFC
I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date the year before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided to participate… So…… Continue reading If you read this… (June 5th FFF)
I don’t need Masks and disguises, I won’t wrap Myself in lies… No more No more! No more hiding Stretch marks and scars Standing taller Than I ever was… From now on, From now on I decide to stand bare, you can stare if you dare… And if you don’t I couldn’t care less…… Continue reading Beautiful mess…
Come closer, so close Breathe ever so near! I’ll read on your lips Eyes wide shut With my fingertips, Love, set us free! Free yourself and Please, free me… Lie blatantly, Just once again… Say you love me…
Previously posted June 5th 2016. He was at the train station, with a bag holding just the necessary for a quick trip over, and the ticket in his hand. When his messages had gone unanswered, he had first thought about a misunderstanding of some sort… He had re-read all their latest conversations and exchanges,…… Continue reading If you read this…
It wasn’t the lies that were killing me, softly. It was the fact that you thought I believed them…
I never asked for the truth, not being too good at it myself… Tell me all the lies that you want, twist and turn reality if you will. As long as I find a meaning to our story when I look in your eyes, my home is here in your arms. In…… Continue reading Meaning…
The Cove is usually about light and silly matters… But today, I decided to speak for you my friend. And for all of other nameless yous that might feel that need to come out of the closet, but can’t. And unfortunately, there are way too many men and women in this situation. Wearing a…… Continue reading Let me speak for you…
He was at the train station, with a bag holding just the necessary for a quick trip over, and the ticket in his hand. When his messages had gone unanswered, he had first thought about a misunderstanding of some sort… He had re-read all their latest conversations and exchanges, to spot what he could have…… Continue reading If you read this…
Cyranny's Cove 