Stars and calendars
Just whispered
That the last time
You and me met
Was exactly
6,000 days ago.
And
Guess what...
Despite all these years,
You make my heart
Beat so fast,
Whenever I dream of You,
That is ten times a day.
And when my eyes
Get locked to the sky
Over Paris
I see your smile
And your face
In every sunshine.
Tell me how you do it.
Do you use magic?
So I willingly
And slowly
Become your slave,
Prisoner of my
Life time quest
For You.

Every day at noon,
I sleepwalk to you,
Who stands there in the middle
Of the Grande Galerie
Denon Wing, upper floor,
Inaccessible in your polished copper,
Walking into eternity,
Your bow ready for use,
Your arrows
Piercing my heart,
Again ang again.

Tonight, again
Under the freckled sky,
I think of You.
Your smile,
Your voice,
Your sweetness,
Your hidden scars,
Your sadness,
Your fake mysteries
That I would guess so easily,
And other
Fading memories.
Darling,
Was it You
Who once swore
You and me
Would be
Forever?
(Sigh)
Domani,
Will be singing tomorrows?
Your call,
Who knows...
And I'm still here,
Day dreaming of You,
Patiently
Waiting
For your angel wings
To fly me out
From this endless winter.

You broke my heart
But it is still beating
For You.
Hurry and revive it,
Maybe
You will get
Pieces of me.

One night,
Years ago,
You appeared
In my blue sky
... And vanished
Soon after.
The earth is round
... So I wait.
Just a matter of patience.
Next time
I will catch you
In my open palm.

I said never again,
No more sleepless nights,
No more pain.
No more endless sighs.
But you are here again,
Your gentle face,
Your comforting eyes,
Your soft voice
Whispering in the night,
Leaving me no choice,
Your coloured verses.
Falling again for who?
For You.
Who else?

Let me be your wind,
That will bring soft fragrance,
A gentle scent to make you blind,
Sent with love from my old France.

Let me be your gentle breeze,
To haunt your brittle sleep
And when I turn elusive
Sail on and never leave the ship.

You can use your knife
To slice me in a million sighs,
Chain tears to my life,
Hold my breath with your rhymes,
Sweet Darling, just think of
what's next : you'll multiply my love.

Sweet Darling,
How would I fully
Understand how you function?
You never gave me
The instruction manual.

Despite your choice,
Twice abruptly cabled :
Not to forget your voice,
Years after, still to be able
To day dream of your smile,
To remember your sweetness
While
Day after day, yes,
I pray for You.