Category Poésie

Dance against the walls of the rainbow,  

Dance while we tear down the walls,  

Dance from the Alpha to the Omega,  

Ending doesn’t exist,  

Ending is the world starting anew,  

Ending is the love and the chanting.  

Amoureuse d’un losange.  

Boxing out of my thoughts.  

Light is the pencil.  

You are way across the sea.You are way, way, away.You are way too far,This is way too strong.This is the contrary of a song. The boat is rocking,The rocks are breaking,My heart is foundering,My body is looking for your skin.…