lundi 11 novembre 2019

You, idiot!


I have the sun in my eyes,
You,
Idiot!


Fingers, eyes, lips


Tes doigts
Tes yeux
Tes lèvres

Je t'aime


Fripon, fripouille



"Tu sais que je t'aime,
Fripon, fripouille,
Oui, tu sais que je  t'aime

Mais pourquoi est-ce si dur
Pourquoi ne peux-tu pas
Me dire que tu m'aimes ?"

Eraste de Saint-Amant, Poèmes garcçonniers, 1989.

Sorrows



Too late...
You wanted me to go...
You let me go...
You left...

You hurted me...

I never answered your messages...

I hope you are fine.

Love anyway...
Well...
Not anyway...

Just love...

September 1998.

I remember you...



I remember the sound of your voice
Your half open lips
The colour of your eyes
The smell of your skin
The taste of your lips

Italian Memories...




Hmmm.... Cosidetto ?
No...
B.A. from Les Diagonales du Temps, I bet...

Micky (a 19Nitten model)



There was something so special in your face, in your gaze, in your smile...

You were a 18 years old student...

I guess you are now 30 years old and something...

I know you are married...

I hope your kids are as cute as you were...