Ghost
Game to create some potteries
For the joy to feel
The clay and the muddy water
Between our fingers.
Also we laugh singing
An allusion to a movie
Become a classic one
With its moment of love.
Suddenly a strange draught,
The scent of a ghost comes
And possesses one after the other
With the desire to touch us.
The shirts glide slowly,
Our bodies are covered with argil.
To please to the ghost,
We changes the story.
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Star wars
You caught me
And obliged me to dance
As if my life depended
Of this pig of Jabba the Hutt
Despite you helmet,
I understand your intentions.
They are not to make me dance
But to play with me.
Well, finish this war.
Let me brandish your flag
And come to explore
My dark moon in the depth.
And after, we will travel
Between the stars
To conquest some new worlds
And live new experiences.
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The piano
I wait always impatiently
For our piano lessons
Which begin timidly
And finish deeply.
The words are not said anymore.
They are expressed resonating
Like the tunes of a music
With the touch of my fingertips.
I love to use on your skin
The language of the signs
And kiss the words
That you sing me.
When your delicate hands
Vibrate each tune
Of my body then I know
We are in paradise.
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Bad movie
I played in a bad movie
With no decor, nor costume,
With some mediocre actors
And a pervert movie-maker.
I ate some chocolates,
Last gift from a Valentine day
Until I become nauseated
By the lapsing date of the box.
I took some knockings,
I accepted a man
To hit me and insult me
Because I loved him.
I rebelled against him.
I suffered badly
But I believe always
To the fairytales.
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I’ve got a dirty taste,
A rotten sapidity
Like a lost past
Which comes back.
It’s a blending of mud
And an old scent
Come from my memories
The most ancient and terrible.
A taste of wildcat
Which gives envy to vomit.
A taste that we force
Or we are forced to swallow.
I’ve got a bad taste in my mouth.
Coming from you, it’s better.
But today, I felt obliged
To take this putrid liquid.
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Beginner
An advertisement in the newspaper :
Search girls for top models.
I answer, people say often
That I am very pretty.
I enter in a glaucous room.
The guy explains to me
For the job I must be naked.
I accept to take off my clothes.
His eyes make me ill-at-ease.
But I continue listening his orders.
I turn, showing my butts,
Showing timidly my intimacy.
At this moment, he says
He realises movies for adults
he wants to know if I’ve the qualities.
I was 18 and ashamed to have accepted.
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