I'm in love again, with joy and woe again,
To where it does go, I do not know again.

The tunes and glitters, of the night and of love,
With bitter-sweetness do come and go again.

It breezes with love so quietly to me,
Towards this lovely wind, I must blow again.

These fancies of love, the admiring eyes,
To me it breezed so unknown and slow again.

O Mâhî, the lady of glitters got you!
This, it looks like a romantic show again.

The pendulum swings      and I, pivoting,
inhale the courage      of my beating heart.

My boy limbs
Strawberry flesh &
Bone-white all;
Protect me from whatever winter
And keep me glowing in the sun always

I take the deepest breath ever
And go nimble & quick-footed
Over every hill and green
Wanting nothing but myself
Strawberry flesh &
Bone-white all
And forever

The prettiest colours of the sky are in the morning between five and six.

The prettiest colours are on my cheeks when you touch my lips.

Keep on touching and paint all of me because I'm a blanc canvas and I dont want to be.

This is the message I want to send to you

I haven't met you

but I know I will soon.