MichelleDumont

MichelleManson

The sun may be darkened forever; The sea may dry up in an instant; The axis of the earth may break Like a weak glass. everything will happen! May death cover me with its funeral cake; But the flame of your love can never be extinguished in me.

I love you.. And your moves the time of my life without hours. I love you in the pale streams that travel in the night, and never cease to lead the stars to the sea. I love you that morning detached from the flight of the centuries that his white ship fled to the water without waves where your voice and my song swam sadly. I love you in the pain without tears that so many nights have accumulated in sleep in the inverted sky in my pupils to look at you cosmically, in the mined voice of my sound of centuries that collapse. I love you (cry of the night. ) in the reflective insomnia from where my mind has returned in the birds. I love you... My love escapes slightly from expressions and roads, and it pierces the shadows and reaches your image from the innocent point where I am grass and trills. Julie de Burgos

 

• space

Tonight more than ever I need a space yours and mine,

where are the letters between the lines to be examined in secret,

where the most intense passions walk subtly,

where reckless thoughts seduce to stupidity.

Tonight more than ever you need a space yours and mine, where you meet little by little be a game of strategies,

of the discovery of the daily that the puzzle is the most sensible, and that the music becomes the perfect cadence between your skin and mine.

Tonight more than ever we need a space yours and mine where loving is simpler than missing each other so.

Fur

I had the impression

to want to become something different

to a woman.

In the skin,

Your skin,

In the desire that slips between your thighs.

In the rational moment that is silent because of the inadequacy of the occasion.

In the decision that seduces, a conflict is called fear.

In the breath that is laid bare when the magic makes you love