Is it the time and the place´

 

Travel and adventure, ok, there will be all the time in the world for that and for many other things.

The time now, your time, is to find and build a relationship with someone and to build a home, a place where you can live under a roof, build and do plenty of things. It´s time to work and build all that.

Those clothes and letters, tell me in words what it says and means.

I like the naked color, N Green

My loves

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There was something, something that someone is hiding.

Was there something, someone?

Is it a kind of a shame feeling´ Something to be ashamed off´ The reason why of this silence and being in hiding´

After that dinner she went on blackout on her social page.

Are you with someone´

Did something happen´

The shake, the mind, the feeling thoughts and emotions. the eyes, the cheeks, the trembling, the shrugged shoulders... 

Something kind and lovely? A close encounter, love, sex?

You can talk with me.

Yes, time.

...........

You went on holidays for a few days, are you back home now´ Or still travelling´ In secrecy and hiding ways´

Alone, with someone´ Searching for someone to love and to be loved´

...........

Boots on the ground, soldiers, war, battle, causalities

There´s a babe.

 

There´s a babe. She looks like a bebe. Is there a boy, a babe´

Is there a babe´ On the mind´ In the sparks and the blazes of such fire´ In the stone´ Is he there´

He was there, he is always there.

The shower, science, the head, clowns science, one of your major problems that you had along the times. Those who have been there all this time with you. Since you left London, some years ago.

Stop wearing and carrying yellow, it´s a piece of shit. A science tool, the clowns tool, your problems, people´s problems and sickness..

Tracker, that horse looks in a very good shape. 2cm taller, strong and happy with his new life and friends. When you met him in the meat trade he looked like a skeleton, like bones without meat, a horse that was cursed to death. 

So

 These words´ These words that fell on your little scratch paper, where did they come from´ From your Giggles´

You, who are you talking to? 

Tell me, I want to know. 

You can talk to me whenever you want to talk to someone. I´ll be there, even being in a far distant land. You can share your thoughts, your words with me. I would love to be with you, listen your voice, be that someone you can talk to, say what's going on in your mind, in your soul, perhaps in your heart too. Only you can say, if  you feel something, beyond thoughts.

Strange, we never met, exchange something, a gesture, an expression, a word. Both know there´s someone and something strange, something and someone strange. Is there something, someone, feelings´ Strange, strange the things that people think, sometimes.

We can hold each other hand, walk, wherever you would like and do all that you would love to do. Do you wanna´ Cause I want you.

Think of me

We can even sing Opera

He kiss me

I couldn´t sleep, so...

Does it answer´  Does it answer to your question´

What do you think´

Your thoughts´ Feelings´ What does it make you feel and think´ Do you like love it´

The mirror

Touch

My clue, the piece of evidence, a key to the suspenseful and d mysterious mystery...

Fois de te faire voir la lumière au bout de la rue. Tombe sur moi, suis ton instinct.

Tombé du ciel

Tombé du ciel à travers les nuages Quel heureux présage pour un aiguilleur du ciel Tombé du lit fauché en plein rêve Frappé par le glaive de la sonnerie du réveil Tombé dans l’oreille d’un sourd Qui venait de tomber en amour la veille D’une hôtesse de l’air fidèle Tombée du haut d’la passerelle Dans les bras d’un bagagiste un peu volage Ancien tueur à gages Comment peut-on tomber plus mal Tombé du ciel rebelle aux louanges Chassé par les anges du paradis originel Tombé d’sommeil perdu connaissance Retombé en enfance au pied du grand sapin de Noël Voilé de mystère sous mes yeux éblouis Par la naissance d’une étoile dans le désert Tombée comme un météore dans les poches de Balthazar Gaspard Melchior les trois fameux rois mages trafiquants d’import export Tombés en haut comme les petites gouttes d’eau Que j’entends tomber dehors par la f’nêtre Quand je m’endors le cœur en fête Poseur de girouettes du haut du clocher donne à ma voix La direction par où le vent fredonne ma chanson Tombé sur un jour de chance Tombé à la fleur de l’âge dans l’oubli {...} C’est fou c’qu’on peut voir tomber Quand on traine sur le pavé Les yeux en l’air La semelle battant la poussière On voit tomber des balcons Des ports d’fleurs des mégots Des chanteurs de charme Des jeunes filles en larmes et des alpinistes amateurs Tombés d’en haut comme les petites gouttes d’eau Que j’entends tomber dehors par la f’nêtre Quand je m’endors le cour en fête Poseur de girouettes du haut du clocher donne à ma voix La direction par où le vent fredonne ma chanson Tombé sur un jour de chance Tombé par inadvertance amoureux Tombé à terre pour la fille qu’on aime Se relever indemne et retomber amoureux Tombé sur toi tombé en pamoison Avalé la cigue goûté le poison qui tue L’amour encore et toujours

Revele toi á moi, tombe, tombe amoureux de toi et moi. 

Embrasse-moi et mets le doigt sur le destin, livre sans dessins, mots, accents ni ponctuations.

J´ai tomber du lit, oui, nous étions proches, ensemble dans le même désir et rêve.

Voyage