Jan 23, 2019
Could You Love This?
Could You Love This?
It falls alone like wilting flowers.
La vie en rose
Like a lipstick stain, left on a carseat An egg-shaped rock chosen by gay penguins A butterfly wing on a windowsill. Just shy, just short of a prior.
Je suis amoureux, mais je suis mort
What is context but a broken backdrop, What are details but lines, What is a story but colours spilled beyond?
Someone sings in a kitchen, alone
‘Et ça me fait…
View On WordPress