Pour Jérôme
A thorn buried in the flesh becomes familiar after a while. The pain becomes usual, with an undefined warmth, as you keep dancing,
I want you to miss me As your name pierce my soul with s… every time I think of you I want you to want me To drink me, to breathe me
Some certainties are like steel, They don’t bend easily or break, Or disappear into thin air. They stand true and naked In the face of hesitation,
Elation, Euphory, Your eyes on me, My smile on you. Suddenly, thunderous words.
The game started well with open he… And then you uttered your plans fo… And I was secretly hoping that th… But somehow, my heart is crunched… And the inkwell is running abundan…
La tortura no es verte en todas pa… La tortura es que me singularices… Otra flecha... y otra mas... mi co… malaventurado San Sebastián.
Je me lève de mon linceul humide Je cherche l’air, l’esprit, la vie… Je te cherche toi, Peut être de l’autre côté de la po… Tu m’attends.
Behind the arcanes that govern our… There is a silver line of hope about returns and encounters. Still, your eyes hesitate, as do y… To surrender, to let go, to exist…
If you ask me for a kiss In the middle of a crowd Or you ask me for a kiss In the middle of nowhere Chances are it’ll be the same
I see my foolishness in others, A translucent absurdity of chances… And I’m ashamed. You reached out to me, And I was blind,
It’s so fast, Death. So painful. No goodbyes. It has the will and determination of a decision we could never take.…
I wonder if Einstein, in his hapl… Did compute the time paradox that… When two lovers are away from each… Time do go slower, like an eternit… When you are away from me.
So many things wasted, purchased, enjoyed for a while and then, cast aside. But all the gold and treasures in the world cannot buy a kind look, a smile, and the time you dedicate to ano...
Every corner of this city beautifu… reminds me of something I want to relive. Every blue sky has a golden line, every soft green shrub, a new begi…
Left on the shore Crying Like a child lost in the crowd Longing for ghosts and illusions Buried in the fog