No arms can hold the decay
As children the pillows and the sand
Hold fast again our imagination
An entire body, enveloped
Inch after inch your skin is covered
Hold me
Whose warmth is leaving yours or mine?
Hold me
It is dark and I do not see myself
Holding you
Hold me you’re here
Forever in this moment
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Il y avait les lumières
J’ai imaginé leur bourdonnement, loin au-dessus de nous
Leur reflet jaune sur le parquet grinçant