AS A STORM

On
This rough Sea

In my Weird Wooden Wild boat

French rainy happiness memories,

Listening to the Life

Where am I blowing along
By the Dice ?

I can still feel
In the "Realm" of The Journey
A footprint mark in each gene

Left by an Intense Flowers Fragrance
As a Bomb gone Offf
Intense SenSationS
E VERY and ANY WHERE

LOVING And BEING LOVED

Are the missing Half in me

Without hopes
Without needs

Without dreams

Without creeds
Without anger and lies

Without trust

Without past

I miss no questions

About where when or why

The Meaning was staring me in the face

When Love got lost in my hand