He woke up early just to watch her open her eyes. Watched her dressing up, and drinking her morning coffee… He watched her leaving for work, and rushed home to see her come back again. He watched her cleaning the house, emptying the dishwasher, watching tv and sometimes falling asleep on the couch… He…… Continue reading Watching her…
February rain was pouring down, but he didn’t mind… Are you tongue ticklish? Where did she find those ideas? Tongue ticklish, did she mean anything naughty? Pulling the wooden coffee stick out of her cup, she handed it his way, inviting him to scratch on his taste buds… Surprisingly, the scrubbing gave him a…… Continue reading Sweet little nothings…
You know that feeling, when you realize that you are just not up to the task? You try your best, you try many times, and you just can’t get it right. Sometimes it is too much, sometimes it is not enough, but you’re never spot on. It seems like there is no way to please…… Continue reading Dang if you do, dang if you don’t!
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…
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…
They almost all sat at the table… Silence filled the room as they were getting accustomed to each other’s presences, after all that time wondering how it would be to finally meet. A- Where is 1? 2- She’s sleeping, we’ve kept telling you that the three of us can’t be seen together, there’s always one…… Continue reading Capharnaüm…
Cyranny's Cove 