my half-closed eyes
spy
our shadows
moving on the wall
unsubtle silhouettes
sketched in haste
in bold and frenetic motion
stark in its execution
we’re writing infinite stories
on each other’s bodies
raw scribbled lines
words without rhymes
rough caresses
laced with
occasional tenderness
we moan shudder and gasp
as if taking our last breath
on those insatiable nights
filled with perpetual fights
to stave off the darkness
and postpone death
*First posted in 2015*
I need to travel to the U.K. more often,,,,
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When was the last time you were over here?
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Too long. I really need to have a visit.
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I’m sure England could do with a little more Rob 😉
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Rob would love more England with a French Girl😍
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Did you go to sleep? I just got my visa and beach towel!
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I did FINALLY get to sleep! A visa on a Sunday? I’m so impressed 😉
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Yes, determination is a powerful thing😊
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Clearly! 😉
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As is the quest for the perfect novel😎
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What about the book of apples? 😉
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Is that the same as “all about Eve”? 😉
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Haha you’re the one who first mentioned that book!
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I’m beyond the temptation and more interested in the temptress😍
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Nice line 😉
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Ouch. Maybe a lame attempt at flirtation. May I pout and gain your sympathy?🙏🏻
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Pouting doesn’t work with me, Rob 😜
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Pouting while playing guitar? Surely that will work😇
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Haha the rockstar cliché! No need for all that Rob, you being you always works 😉
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😍😍😍. Thank you, Nathalie!!
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I liked your poem and the image and music selection was a perfect match. 💜
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Thank you, my friend 💜
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Wow!! 🔥 Beautifully done, Nathalie…and very sensual. 💜
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Thank you, Eric 💜
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So much passion and need in this. I love the intensity.
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You’re too kind, as always – thank you! 🙂
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I think you are right. It is about staving off, postponing death.
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I really do believe that!
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What those of us born in France know, is that passion will always stave off death. françoise sagan epitomized that in her work as many others did (most sexistly it must be said, hence Sagan’s reference). Passion isn’t always sex but it is often the touch, the sigh, the lowered eye, the movement. Passion is dance. Without movement, without dance, you are just standing waiting to die. Your work embodies a deeper understanding of this always.
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Sublime work.
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