Claire,you were nothing more than the name
of a brief and so deep encounter in the muddled
agenda of my amorous memory .
The web that knows everything about destinies,
informed me of your departure .
It\'s been many moons since you took
the last train out ...
Life\'s storms had separated us
into other stories ,
new souls and shared dawns ...
Claire ,it was so easy to seduce you
but to keep you never and ever ...
You ran across the rooftops of love
like a little kitten who always came home ,
I liked to see you wander , I knew
you had the key ...
Claire ,you inspired me poems
that are now in the cloud ,
sometime anger ,often desire ...
Claire,is there words we didn\'t say,
so secretly jealous of our freedom\'s game ?
One day,in the land of shadows ,
I\'ll smile at the music of the key ,
You\'re back to me !
Lets laugh about this madness !
Life ...