Memories scattered from the past,

Handfuls of moments I wish would last.

A mystical breeze puts me at ease –

An ocean of feelings

That words can’t seize.

I’m home.

Eyes of the desert

Soul of a pharoah

Mysterious man

Wise as a hermit.


From taciturn glances

To timid approaches

His subtle slow movements

Then turn into dances.


Warm like the sand

Cold like dutch winter

A contrast of both

You won’t understand.


He’s noble to many

And close to a few

This guy is a gem

Too rare for this world.

Vous que le printemps opéra
Miracles ponctuez ma stance
Mon esprit épris du départ
Dans un rayon soudain se perd
Perpétué par la cadence

La Seine au soleil d'avril danse
Comme Cécile au premier bal
Ou plutôt roule des pépites
Vers les ponts de pierre ou les cribles
Charme sûr La ville est le val

Les quais gais comme en carnaval
Vont au devant de la lumière
Elle visite les palais
Surgis selon ses jeux ou lois
Moi je l'honore à ma manière

La seule école buissonnière
Et non Silène m'enseigna
Cette ivresse couleur de lèvres
Et les roses du jour aux vitres
Comme des filles d'Opéra.

He was an unusual guy,

His charm beyond mere looks,

A mind so deep and powerful,

Like the wisdom of a million books.

He’s so intelligent,

I can’t resist desire—

He tastes like Roman fire,

Meticulously negligent.

Rebellious and glorious,

Avoidant and serious,

He holds a mystery

I can’t quite explain.

My tears fall in vain,

Pepper eyes filled with despair,

He stares right through you—

But he doesn’t care.

He grasps your heart,

Then tosses it around,

Where love was lost,

Only lust was found.

Immediate pleasure,

An infinite void,

A squalling treasure,

Imperial and devoid.

Diving deep into my memories,
Where winds whisper, and waves clash with melancholy.
Echoes of freedom, I can’t always recreate—
Yet in every storm, I anchor in faith,
Sailing toward dreams and higher conscious states,
Seeking peace and tranquility, where I calmly escape.

Serene waters,
Mesmerising vastness,
Sensations of aloofness,
And condensing happiness.

It nurtures my vessel,
A calming pulsation,
It’s triggered by nature,
This unexplainable pleasure.

Depth in the waters,
Cold-hearted lovers,
Inside me there’s summer,
Even if winter is longer.

Storms of passion accelerate,
My doomed idealism dissipates,
I keep the warmth despite the hate
I fall into a peaceful sunny escape.

Led by imagination, I pray for the best,
A better world and less distress,
Children crying,but only of joy,
A simple laughter to fill the void.