I hesitated for long,before writing
to tell you some of the silly things
people say when their minds
are a little in the blank ...
It\'s snowing in Ottawa .
I trace crossed-out words
like bare trees reflecting my life.
The big clock ticks away its litany...
Cold streets speaking of us ,
and the betrayal of that forgotten date...
The river must be frozen stiff
in its icy shroud ...
I listen to our voices,
whispering behind yesterday\'s door...
I laughted at my youth ,
which begged me to give it a name for eternity ...
The flattering mirror ,reflected back to me
the image of a desirable devil ,
a cheater whom I do not recognized
as my double ...
We still believe that love is a game for two !
Are you just that stranger I know so well ?
Specter ,whose embrace I refuse ?
In my nights and days ,embers and ambers ,
you are always that breath of an unspoken spell ...
Taking out a thousand faces ,you know so well
how to deceive me ,behind your single mask ...
will you be surprised to receive this letter
from another planet ?
A memory sent to myself in a space-time rift .
I never forgot tomorrow .
The heavy clouds reproach us for not having
believed in them .
They beckon and dissolve along the silk road
of their secret destiny .
Its snowing in Ottawa ...
Are you still dreaming ?