April 10, 2018

As if it was obvious, you invite me for another dance. I haven’t touched your beaches for five years. Not that I’d like to avoid your sunny smile. You always welcome me with a lot of tenderness. Ephemeral but sincere, just on time for a drink. You try to seduce me with a dinner in Beverly Hills. The “Gratitude” welcomes us like old friends. The meals are sophisticated. Vegan and delicious. However, the bill kills me like a kni...

January 26, 2018

The window is still open. It was hot last night. The ice was melting on your skin like a sweet delight. Your hands were burnt on my back while my lips discussed your neck. The night was short and the light through the room wakes me up like an angelic slap. You left your perfume on the cushion. Delicious. The red walls of our place is comparable to erotic lamentations. I miss your smile in bed. You disappeared. Brutality. I has...

January 16, 2018

Too modest to flirt with the 5th Avenue, I quietly stroll around Central Park. Sitting on a bench, I thoughtlessly observe the people. I wonder what they do. The job they have. Probably in finance or management. Prestigious work certainly. Actually, in the same way the city is naturally adorned. This man is not wearing a tie for nothing. He is going to change the world. There is no doubt. How silly it is, the way we build opin...

January 7, 2018

From the moment I have your attention, I feel alive. Happy. Proud I’d even say. And yet, on an island of the Boulogne’s wood, you ignore my gaze. Your perfume overflows the bar. Your cocktail distressingly cools down the venue. You are guilty. I blame you to be so beautiful, passionate by life. A thin rain dropping on the pavement gives your hair delicious waves. You are adorned by your ambition and I forget about your extraor...

December 28, 2017

You give me stomach pains. Your tears form a mystery. Your happiness is always ephemeral. Henceforth, even I am scared to stay alone with you. I don’t know anymore, what I should do to please you. To seduce you. To attract you. Then I am scared to open up. I hide my doubts. I don’t want to reveal who I truly am. This city appears suitable. Stressed and passionate people. By life, by hyperactivity.  Enchanting shops take over o...

December 16, 2017

The town of lost prestige. A questioned empire, similar to our constant arguments. Walks in the park open the hearts, appease, calm our sorrows. We don't give up and end up visiting a museum. Going from history to art, the itinerant sex expo seems ordinary. The passion is still intact. Our modern hotel in the city centre helps us to get a feeling of ecstasy. How gorgeous are your legs, in this red dress. I don’t say it enough...

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