vendredi 5 avril 2013

Caress

I want to fix my body
under yours and sleep.
Whenever I caress you,
all trace of me
is wiped away.

Lines

Lanes

I am watching intertwined lanes
in every train station,
deeply immersed into pervasive thoughts.
Following a snowflake falling… falling… falling…
in the stairs cage caught and melted, in the moist… …
When you arrive and undress and I undress too,
I always want to place your hand on my sex and say :
“you can hurt me now if you want”.
Thinking that’s precisely…
What love means.

vendredi 1 février 2013