Thursday, July 20, 2006

under the blow of stars

I’d like to give you the night
But what will you give me in exchange ?

I can give you my body
You will do what you want
You will offered my breach

Don’t you smell the odour yet?

Do you think of the end of the night?
What will we do tomorrow?
Perhaps you will be far
Or you ‘ll forget me

It does not interest me
I just want now
And do not see about tomorrow

Our history is just a separation
A long separation

Like fabric wich tears
softly
In a negligeable way

Unperceivable

But nevertheless...

Yes !Here.
Like the canopy of heaven
Who craks
Under the blow of stars

My love.