Monday 5 July 2010

Here


Here, i feel safe
here is you
here i learned to bow for you
and raise my head
here you cant walk away
here you cant but listen to me
here,you can enjoy tears you find
shedding them for you
romantic


here, cast all your sadism
here, you can write on my skin
here loves you
here, you are the lunatic poet
here i have you
here you said it cant be anywhere else

here, is where my daily bread grow
every evening.


here, when its done
the territory shall be
occupied like other places
like Jupiter and New York

Tu es mon


Objet Petit a.