lundi 12 novembre 2007

Gone.

A rubber ball
Strings
A knife
Sweet singsongs
That you whisper in my ear
As I fall asleep
And forget all I’ve done

If only I could breathe you in
So you’d always be with me
If only

My forehead against yours
We hear the computer humming
Our shadows playing on the wall
I can feel your chest rising
Your pulse in sync with mine
Twenty fingers dancing together

Be me.

Water fills my eyes
Air fills my lungs
And I hold my breath
And count to ten
Until you come back
And hold me again.


Forever’s never around
When I’m with you.

« Toi, toi, toi. Toujours et seulement toi. »

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