Les Hautes Alpes

When les hautes alpes du coeur are reached, it is breath-taking. Dawn is opened by the smile across such a sunrise. Watching out above the horizons and never finding forever. The golden sky and the hardened earth close together without a zip, beyond that is the future not belonging to us. Before cet point is a blank plain, the distance of life guided by the stars and our eyes. The discovery propels, then holds us, in the orbit of thought infinitum. As focus awakes, clarity is born to confusion. The stars gave us the tragic capacity for elevation and descent, and while one floats, the other falls. But the equilibrium of balance, why can it provide for juggling tricks and leaning away?

Life staggers as it finds itself on the other side of the range, then distressed rapidly downhill. Like after a balloon touches stratosphere, joy is deflated. It was the mountains and the oxygen forcing the rolling and the popping. Then I made myself tumble, pulling closer to a centre of gravity, familiar places. It is in the stars, ‘Dear Brutus’, they see in our eyes what we want for ourselves. When it is what we received and is more than we hoped, ah, some more can be tempted, to thus be expected. But there is a kiss of death on those juicy lips, expiring a soul as effortlessly as lazy air expelled from the lungs of the same beast.

What happened in September 2008?

Le lien entre nous

je suis desole
je ne comprene
qu'est ce que c'est
dans le nuit et tout les temps
je pense a toi
et reves d'amour

je suis desole je pas comprene quand tu est la et je ici

le lien entre nous
c'est pareil
ne pas separe

pour quoi tu connais?
pour quoi tu m'aime?

Finding nothing more than this

Finding nothing more than this
My love completed with your tender kiss
I'm finding so angelic

Finding nothing more than this
My heart competed with
your heavenly kiss
Whispers in my ears
Love is true and fraught with the danger

Every time we kiss
Every time we part
It's like this

Casting shadows on the walls
Finding arrows in every door
My lucky escape is whose to blame
When the feeling of rush
is into my brain
The feeling of love
Cast stones to the rain

Every time we kiss
Every time we part
It's like this

Incurable Romance

Find it in the dark, follow it’s shadows, and foray in the bliss. But don’t forget it is a disease. An affliction, like greed, or a drug of choice. You can cure it only by having more.

Move to another object of desire, find love there, with something more gentle. Ease it slowly back into your veins, and you’ll forget about the old master.

He loves me, he loves me not. I love another, I love him, I forgot.
Forever kisses, lovers of the world.
Wake me up sex, anonymous partners helping themselves to the orange juice.

We love each other, we love each other not.
One day is an eternity, his for its duration.
Eternity is a million lovers, one today.

Mono, Poly, Multi, Bi, Cessation and Ubiquity.
Passion is now, does it last for longer than the instant?
Hold me close, please let me go. Run far away. Far enough to forget.

The love that fills and takes replacement.
The heart that bounces and breaks regardless.