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20170716

 

Touche les feuilles la pluie de l'aube 

comme les doigts son amour ...

 

20170715-2

 

The morning rain a quiet promise

of summer scents at noon ...

 

20170715

 

Twilight pours into the room,

soft rain on leaves outside,

a dawn for no tomorrows ...

 

20170714-3

 

When the soil's all soaked so the water seeps out:

such is real beauty ... never merely atop.

 

20170714-2

 

Elusive beauty, you inspire

searing lust, and burning pain,

a passionate life without respite ...

 

20170714

 

Back on soil which tells our lives,

I long for you to share: I feel

too weak to love you less.

 

20170710

 

Féminité féline et féroce,

les yeux en recherche de sa proie, 

son corps une promesse au désir ...

 

20170709-2

 

The secret garden of my life,

where heart is light, the head still lighter,

and beauty reigns serene ...

 

20170709

 

The rolling hills of my youth - 

a sight I return to behold, 

refreshing my heart and my soul.

 

20170702

 

My fingertips on skin so soft

to make herself forgot, 

but then her scent will not.

 

20170623

 

The last of her pictures gone up in flames,

the last of her memories but in my mind now

autumn's the balm to put my heart to rest.

 

20170618

 

Blue hour's close, the lights are dim,

the city heat a heavy weight 

on hearts wide open to the night ...

 

20170618-3

 

To learn to love you sans desire,

to want you but without an urge,

to wait for you as if all time.

 

20170618-2

 

Friend without the lover.

Lover without the passion.

Passion without madness.

Madness without the rush.


20170618

 

Knowing the love of your life

with the love of their life - 

whose life will you get on with?


20170607-2

 

Sunset's touch to velvet greens,

blue hour's kiss to silent waters,

nightfall's strangling my lonely soul ...

 

20170607


An eye lash clinging to your cheek

where tears have now run dry:

do not despair, my love, I'll seek

from you not farewells, just good-byes.

 

20170605

 

She casts a spell I'm loath escaping,

an aura I would yearn to keep

as close as skin, yet is so fleeting ...

 

20170528

 

Si jamais tu venais avant qu'aujourd'hui ne s'achève,

qu'aujourd'hui ne devienne hier ...


20170527

 

Fine amusement curls the corners of her lips,

the sentiment reaching to ignite a sparkle in her eyes:

she's seen it all in life, for sure ..

 

20170129

 

A slender limb splits through her shift,

arms stretched out in noble welcome; yet

eyes a dare to sweep her off and carry yonder

 

20170127

 

Listening to Gianmaria Testa (RIP) playing "Biancaluna" on "Solo dal vivo":

a heart flirting with darkness, a soul making love to the night.

 

20170108

 

Trajet ou trajectoire? Mystérieux les alentours,

perdu dès le début tout sens d'orientation.

Quel serait le prix, là au bout de l'arc-en-ciel?

 

20161226-3

 

In wintry nights the moon pours light as gently as a silk caress,

relieved then by the morning sun as hoary frost and dawn progress ...

 

20161226-2

 

First light seeping through the grove,

dawn patrol now nearly done:

purveyor of beauty, morning sun ...


20161226

 

Dusk had ceded, dawn still far,

a plaining swoosh across the grove:

night owl on the prowl ...


20161212-2

 

Beads of sweat are trickling down

the luscious valley of your breasts,

the rivulets meandering when idly you turn over ..


20161212

 

Strings of pearls are flowing down

the silken valley of your breasts,

swashing over mounds and tips when idly you turn over ...


20161210

 

A tug-of-war in my brain,

un bras-de-fer dans ma poitrine,

le silence pris d'assaut

by the hush of the dead.


20161209-2

 

A flame in distant, far'way land,

a mountain not for man to conquer;

an inner kingdom for the chosen,

the ear the eye to feel the scent.

 

20161209


Every day and every hour,

every time I take a breath,

I see you there and can't but wonder ...

 

20161206

 

Beautiful and simply clad,

standing on the edge of pier.

No boats in winter here:

what for she might the trolley had?


20161203

 

Back of beyond: impressive the familiarity, inevitability.

Would I want to be held to such place?

 

20161203

 

If your hands ever touched me

as now touches your voice

be sure to keep distance

to avoid being boiled ...


20161202


Jetzt war immer schon vorhin.

 

20161202

 

A passion without resistance,

a love that has no defense,

a yearning without hope for redemption ...


20161119


Pale blue light of weakened hours

projecting shadows soft on walls:

simple myths for timeless ages.

 

20161116

 

Enfolded in burgundy, crowned in curled red,

bejewelled in glitter and stockinged in black:

oozing her passion from toes up to neck.

 

20161114

 

A simple blue dress hugs her curves,

lacy black silk underneath stretched taut

by globes too plainly striking else

 

20161111

 

The melancholy of leaving,

the sorrow of good byes:

old friends I'd rather keep.

 

20160829

 

When beaut'ful things come to an end

we add the mem'ries to our heart and

'joice in looking for th' beyond ...

 

20160828

 

Translucent leaves of sated green,

the golden sun's so gen'rous gift.

 

20160827

 

Daughter of rain, bride to wind, sister of joy.

 

20160826

 

Her T all patched with perspiration, her body lithely underneath -

delicious food a poor distraction; her mom alike as if a twin.

 

20160825

 

A well-toned leg splits wide the shift -

it wraps around her like a mist;

her bottom straining amber silk.

 

20160824

 

Svel' a volte una corrente l'impressione d'un arco sensuale:

tortura deliziosa dell'abito femminile.

 

20160823

 

Aufzug hinauf, Treppen hinab, per Zug hindurch - der Mensch auf Trab...

 

20160822

 

Kupfer aus dem Dach der Kirchen,

Geländer aus dem Swimmingpool:

ist Mein und Dein, ist Unser so beliebig?

 

20160821

 

Ein Sonnenstrahl durch blinde Scheiben:

war man einst Gast, so wär' man heut' allein.

 

20160820

 

The summer heat checked at the door

I scour this place to make it mine ...

 

20160819

 

Flach über'm Land ein Zweig mäandert zwischen Halmen:

was mag das Gras dem Baum wohl sein?

 

20160818

 

So many different greens in spring, no end would just be fine.

 

20160817

 

A wall of mist bedecks the land:

I'm lost for words and stand in awe -

the fall drowns out all sound.

 

20160816

 

Seven layers lighter land -

the first one dark, then fading greys:

straight flush in someone's higher hand.

 

20160815

 

Twilight dusk and twilight dawn:

promises that spring from loss.

 

20160814

 

No slowing steps for merely trifles,

no holding breath for better days;

no wasting time in fruitless longing:

There is no better life but now.

 

20160813

 

He left a trace in all of us - we'll carry on the flame.

 

20160812

 

The passing is but one more journey:

to where since birth my path was set.

 

20160811

 

My thoughts are calm, my will is focussed -

the fading day it holds no fear.

 

20160810

 

Autumn colours sweep the land, the spoils of summer gone for good ...

 

20160809

 

Descending on the quiet town an eerie light of leaden grey.

 

20160808

 

Caressing all there is to see the evening light flows through the land.

 

20160807

 

Sun shooting sparkles through the wine, the glass her willing accomplice.

 

20160806

 

A sparkle, sharp on polished wood, ignites the thoughts as does the wine.

 

20160805

 

Drops of sparkling, droplets of still: her fingertips on mocking cruise ...

 

20160804

 

Slender hands in search of 'lace, a gentle stroke of beads.

 

20160803

 

Noble nape, rogue tufts of hair, the ginger wisps a prey to wind.

 

20160802

 

Her neck a source of rivulets: would I love to trickle along ...

 

20160801

 

Lustrous skin on swimmers limbs,

fine hair ashine in rim:

a sculptor couldn't wait.

 

20160731

 

Bedecked so simply, full of grace: where elegance is without price.

 

20160730

 

A subtle curve, a gentle swell - velvet sheen on regal bust.

 

20160729

 

Her riding hem releasing calves

as finely toned as if of bronze:

enchanting as a sight.

 

20160728

 

Incongruous pleats on such a queen -

of ages past, or ages pending;

she's wearing them as if no else.

 

20160727

 

Her crossing thighs, the nylons' brush:

how sensual sound, electric charge.

 

20160726-2

 

Her finest anklet, golden glint,

of no avail to calm my thoughts.

 

20160726

 

Precariously atop her toes

she's dangling slender heels:

how graceful just her feet ...

 

20160725

 

Keith'es pearls on Charlie's silk - sounds for saving tortured souls.

(R.I.P. Charlie Haden)

 

20160724

 

Le bleu s'ennui du jaune en vert. Que ferait-il sans lui?

 

20160723-5

 

Boulders strewn across the plain: the Earth was weeping stone.

 

20160723-5

 

Drifting leaves, a roaring fall: the longest flight not far away.

 

20160723-4

 

A milky froth in silky waves descends the valley 'cross the meadow ...

 

20160723-3

 

A narrow crack, a shaft of light: surrender by another dawn.

 

20160723-2

 

‘Tis not before the end of night

that fully we shall comprehend

which lingers there beyond of dawn ...

 

20160723

 

Softly as a morning mist silence wraps the land.

 

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