I am born from your lips - the poet would say
I am your creation
You’ve made me
The being
I am today
You’ve opened my eyes
And guided my steps
While holding my hand
And my heartbeat
Only sun I remember
Abundantly, burningly
Over dry cornfields
Of September
One side of my face
Flooded by sun
The other
Drowned by love
Dec 23, 2015
Dec 23, 2015 at 2:11 AM UTC
I am born from your lips - the poet would say
I am your creation
You’ve made me
The being
I am today
You’ve opened my eyes
And guided my steps
While holding my hand
And my heartbeat
Only sun I remember
Abundantly, burningly
Over dry cornfields
Of September
One side of my face
Flooded by sun
The other
Drowned by love
This poem is dedicated to my favorite french poet, Louis Aragon.