Abaisser des œufs
f
j’ai
asch
i
git
cas
elle
aime
haine
occupée
cul air
est-ce
thé
euh
vais
double v
xxx
hi grecque
z’est 2

verlaine n’a jamais enculé rimbaud

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un contenu
une fin

i feel empty and away
far and full at the same time
i’m here without beeing there like a happy ghost with its broken heart

don’t shit with me, you know you heat me, we eat it so please don’t beat it away now.
of course there are thousands of sunshine and then ? the colors only came after the rain, so don’t dry them away like if there were no clouds, you don’t control colors, only our heart can do [...]

étouffer par tes silences je respire tes baisers

t’image IN & mirage OFF

monday evening, i guess it’s 00h32 this morning, so it makes a tuesday. Still no news, i wonder. Hope i won’t lose faith in us. Now at 00h33, i really wish to be with you, i’m afraid of 00h34 and here, I would love to live this 00h35 with u, without thinking at any 00h36.

hypnose en prose
play
the opening
all is a all in a
loving
a day
osmose éclose

beat the flo, yeah
no jam for madam’
her melody is my harmony
her eyes a fucking paradise
her soul freeze me paralysed
the next step
of our mistakes
can be the rest
but sure the best
if life tell us what to do
like a with’o without you
me and you,
i’m sure, would be just us 2

the pain is in my ventre
une peine i don’t want
break mon coeur
si sec in the only hour
no cure elle nous ébruite
la blessure that we fear
is so là qu’au pire
we shouldn’t believe it

your body is a page in the arcade of my fire. It’s still here in the eyes of my memory, i still can feel the taste of your beauty, i’m so afraid to forget it.

les lâmes invisibles rôdent autour de mon esprit. On ne peut pas les apprivoiser… oh que non elles sont là on les sent venir s’appuyer sur nos têtes. Elles nous illuminent de leur noir beauté.
esprit qui se prépare à emprunter le silence de ses propres ombres créatrices et rebelles.
pas besoin de résistance, nous aimons leur [...]

is love our pornography ?
so many pictures passing by
pixelazied by our own story
this story
a reflecting one ?
depends on how u are free to love.
free
free to go out of how it’s usually described
if the one u care about looks like the other one on the street
there is a mistake
u are another in an other place and [...]