Ariel

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Fissures blanches déchirent
Les voiles qui nous séparent
Solitude s’enroule autour de mes
hanches
Caresse l’empreinte de tes doigts
Déroule nos draps
Je dessine sur le crystal
La trace de tes lèvres
Une goutte de vin oubliée
sur mon coussin
L’arc qui se déploie et s’étire
– s’étire sur la courbe dorsale
De mon amour
Murmure de Morphée dans ce rêve aquatique
Ariel
Danse sur mes soupirs

2016

Seeing your smile before seeing your face
Grazing the top of a skyscraper and being more amazed by your face than by the view
Smelling passing roses on my bicycle rides
My bicycle rides
My bicycle rides
Watching pine trees’ pollen dance in the wind
Watching your hand slowly relax as you’re falling asleep
The slow beauty of a tea ceremony
A prayer in the desert
Drunk on red wine & stuffing our faces with chocolate cake
Holding your hands when you were too cold
Hearing your laughter close to my ears
Ink & skin
Walking in the snowy mountain under a blue sky
My friend’s laughter as she touches snow
For the first time
Singing in buses to cheesy pop songs
Crying in my sister’s arms
Dancing with you
Feeling your hand grab my hair as you kiss me one last time
The taste of okonomiyaki
Heavy summer rains and
Oranges
Netflix evenings with comfortable people
Seeing my parents happy
Fuji-san dressed in a robe of cherry blossoms
A snow storm of petals over my head
Reading your letters in the dead of the night and
Catching butterflies
Grazing your face with my fingers
On the road
California
California’s freeways
Having home travel to the end of the world to hold me
Karaoke evenings in Tokyo
The taste of banana bread
Lying down after having walked all day
Having friends around when life hits me hard
Having family around when politics goes crazy
Having you around every day, every night
Dancing in my mind
Trees touching the rivers in Kyoto
The light of neons in the dark
Barbecues and sea waves in France
Paris in the early morning
Making a new home for myself
Meeting and listening to inspiring people
Museums and gardens
… with Rodin sculptures
The thrill of dancing and singing at a show
Falling asleep in a bed every night
Warmth and cuddles
Healing myself &
Loving you

blind lovers we are

mould me
retrace my spine
to fit the gentle curve
formed by your legs
and arms
touch me
read my skin with your hands
blind lovers we are
following the trail of desire on each other’s
lips
my love
i never stopped being yours

soft awakenings

i can swear there were
flowers
blooming
at the corner of your eye this morning

soft awakenings
tongue on lips and lips on tongue

i can swear there were
horses
galloping the distance
between your heart
and mine

infinite songs
i can recall now
hold me hold me hold me

i can swear there were
flowers
blooming
at the corner of your eye

this morning