Welcome to the love cruise !
Hormonal exchange between stowaways .
Love is the universe for poodles
who wag their tails and ruturning
obendiently to the kennel...
One day I saw you in a mix grey of rain
its was a monday ,you were waiting for the bus.
A gourmet tramp studied the junk food menu .
I sniffed and longed for you
your appreciation putting me on the scale
and the product seemed cheap ...
Night after night of juicy insomnia ,
I have portayed you,idolized and divinized .
Perched on a fragile branch
where the monkeys jostled us ...
And the branch broke ,
we fell ...
Looking at each other like strangers
expecting a next departure...
You flew off with a common alpha baboon
I\'ve seduced the chimeras ,leaving behind me
so many cold beer-can corpses ...
In front of mutic doors ,the garbage truck
collects the hearts torn asunder
which will be sorted and recycled
in white nights ...
How to understand something about love ?
Its never, always and detours ...
So when we don\'t look in the mirror
for fear or not seeing our lying reflection,
we become on of those rhetoricians in the wind
setting sail on the humanitarian cruise of solitude
and who don\'t have drooling poodles
to take out on evening
to water the grass on the pavement...
This girl seems to like me at the bus stop ?
Welcome to the love cruise !