THE MUSICAL FRESCO OF THE POEMS
Ephemeral
How time fades to the archetype of years of solitude, the apology about this attitude, trapped in these habits, not daring, not talking, not sharing anything…DISCOVER
Angel
How not to believe in the existence of angels, the archetype of the emotional thunderbolt, the impossibility of resisting its strange despair, the train lulls our poor love's coincidences...DISCOVER
Vegas Palace
How, embodying charm, preceding the tears, the archetype of an ancient love entering inconsequentially in my life too - I can only attend the birth of this extravagance...DISCOVER
Birthday
How, free from many false friends, eager... How... the archetype of an unexpected love... not to know how to be loved for oneself, outside time that's too present, almost missing...DISCOVER
Orphan
Where, the archetypal orphan kiss, without daring to reveal, dream, get close, reveal my love, divine your love... once upon a time, for a long time, from the first moment, incandescent attraction...DISCOVER
Star tear
Where, the archetype of our impossible love, facing these prejudices, ineffable love, I come today to plead guilty...DISCOVER
Kaléidoscopic
Where, the archetypal journey, cannibal, two children astray yet too wise... an angel, if necessary, I will become, pull back my wings!DISCOVER
Friends
Where, the archetype of love swept away forever by the ocean of love, cannibalised... will never be, infinity, dune paths of chalk already trodden, just disappear...DISCOVER
Navy, navy
When, drowned adolescence, the draft of your kiss, awkward, with the absence of your touch, the edge of your look at the cut of my blouse... to the archetype of the dunes of the unnecessary years...DISCOVER
Avatar
When, at last, hostages without hatred, in the palm of extreme passion, the edge of the anathema, avatar of 'I love you', the archetype of our idem... from the other side of the world, I fall in his porcelain arms...DISCOVER
Capital letters
When, archetype of these wise messages... facts defeated and remade, in crevices, begun, torn... flushed by fears, blotting avatars...DISCOVER
Cockaigne
When, the archetypal wandering, running away, leaving, escaping the worst, leaving without saying anything... the disappearing of variations of a protean grief, the absolute impossible...DISCOVER
Titanic
Leave forever, without memory, erase the complaint... Never make or remake paths with her... she reverses the hands of time, she designs the paths to come... she spins the compasses, writes the words, the archetype of our XXL love...DISCOVER
Parallel
Perhaps, fallen angel without wings, in defiance of the models, footloose, I broke the mirrors, archetypes of my former liberty... do you want to be the one, before the altar, who I love forever…DISCOVER
Evidence
Perhaps, at the 'I love you' school, the edgy archetype of the anathema, yet under the same sky, from the other side of the world, I join tonight behind your mirrors... Come to the anchor of my arms, I can recognise you when you see me...DISCOVER
Finale
Perhaps, my beloved China, Pygmalion of our futures, the ambition of the projects you're carrying, I can recognize you when you see me...DISCOVER
