The trail has led me
To the end of the world,
A place short called - - - i
Where I thought my heart would be safe and furled.

I was over there,
You were not there
Of course, stupid me, how would you have known?
By the way, when you read it, did you frown?

Did it make your heart beat faster?
Well, if you could hear mine, runs like the Sprinter...

One next time, as you propose, I will hold your hand
We both know it won't be easy, it will be steep,
But together, we'll reach the top of that dune of sand.
Our sun burnt necks turning deep,
Into the mountain view.

And then, there will be only
Me and You.

You :

Write poems that make me ponder,
But finally, finding no answer.

Hide behind those bars,
Who knows if you don't mean scars.

One winter day, send me to dark eternity,
Knowing well that I would colour your sky artfully.

Feel perturbed when I write love poetry on your face?
Love, for sure, this is the case.

Are influenced by the Moon ?
So your heart turns into typhoon...

After all, you don't change...
... And,
D. for Darling,
You know what?
Don't change anything,
'Cause despite all that
...
This is how I love You.

July 24th, 2014 at around 2 am,
Time in my European night,
After I had told you once more Je t'aime,
Making your heartbeats with mine to fight,
Through the distance we made a deal,
To be implemented if some conditions are met.
Days later, you confirmed and gave your seal,
Saying that you would not forget.
Very well, D. for Darling,
Now you need to hear
That if time comes - me howling
At the Moon, You breaking my vase - I'll be here.

Once, you wrote,
And if I may quote
('Cause after five minutes,
There was nothing left, only peanuts),
That you and me play a game,
That has a universal name,
Love.
No, D. for Darling,
Love
Is way too serious
To be called a game.
'Cause throughout the day,
You are my only aim.
Trust me, this is not funny:
This feeling, or is it a pain,
Is my everyday reality.

Take my hand,
Close your eyes
And
Between two sighs,
Let us reinvent a future
With much allure.*

<3

Take my hand,
Look at my soft palm,
Doesn't it look like sand?
For once don't giggle, stay calm,
Just close your eyes.
Now, tell me...
Why don't you get
That my love for you is on the rise
Since the night we met ?

From my old Europe
To your West coast
With no expectation but still with hope,
For you, here is my weather forecast:
Sunshine every day
To chase your dark clouds
My sky smiling all the way,
Despite your mood and all odds.
Soon, strong wings to take me close to you,
Ocean Blue
To be found near Broadway.