L’air délicieux qui annonce l’orag… et quelque part la mer se dessine… il s’agit de voir le bonheur là où…
A thorn buried in the flesh becomes familiar after a while. The pain becomes usual, with an undefined warmth, as you keep dancing,
Left on the shore Crying Like a child lost in the crowd Longing for ghosts and illusions Buried in the fog
The day started with the most human of feelings: that of our own mortality, through the rituals we arrange for our departed. From that helpless feeling came a hopeful one... and then we...
if we were lovers unafraid lovers we will build whole worlds of things to remember Build me a memory
In the end, what kills you Is not the great machinations of t… But the small battles of your own… And the soul shrivels And the heart follows the painless…
It is not because we start to with… The roses of the first instants st… The first heartache still pinch us… The first kiss, The first love.
Autumn winds in the morning Flowing through my flesh and bones… Autumn winds after a scorching sum… Cleaning away the ashes of what it… Autumn winds renewing the earth
Behind the arcanes that govern our… There is a silver line of hope about returns and encounters. Still, your eyes hesitate, as do y… To surrender, to let go, to exist…
The random happiness of Two by twos A drunken scape, A passionate kiss. The crime’s not solved
Elation, Euphory, Your eyes on me, My smile on you. Suddenly, thunderous words.
So many things wasted, purchased, enjoyed for a while and then, cast aside. But all the gold and treasures in the world cannot buy a kind look, a smile, and the time you dedicate to ano...
I miss you more when I want to sh… A sunset, a joke, A verse, a reading about love and lost love…
Tes yeux sont le seul ciel capable d’arrêter mes pluies.
In the city transfixed by fear Lovers whisper to each other desp… And like in the famous painting They kiss through a veil of oblivi… That we may see another day