"LOVE SONGS"

 

SPRING

There's a lot of spins to make

There's another drive to do

 

And the lost weekends again

The stock phrases we once used

 

Before ... you

(There's a rarer thing than air ... your CO2)

 

There's a harder thing than hate

There are hidden treasures too

 

There is springtime in the air

Every morning something's new

 

There's a rarer thing than air

There is so much left to do

 

BABYLON PLATE

Don't care to touch you

You may break

Frightened to hold you

I am scared ...

 

... of your delicacy

 

Don't want to use you

It's a chance

Time have not cracked your

Natural taste ...

 

... and your delicacy

 

You're my babylon plate in no glass case ...

 

3.6.5

3.6.5 days for a turn, nature's not so precise

Where's the cast ?

Right verse: lunar month or a day, rotational motion

Here's the waltz, the right ...

 

To adore

And I will adore

Along the times

 

Human celebrations and gifts would prefer the seconds

Here's the ground

Better our own rythm could be breath or kissin' time

Inner line - inside

 

L'APPROCHE

Dandy, oui, dandinons

Dans dix, non, dans cent

Ans, dînons ensemble

 

J'attends et je tends

A la confusion

Des sens

 

Une approche éternelle (La, la, la ...)

Indécision formelle (La, la, la ...)

 

Séduit, séduisant

Succé, damnant

Succédané du temps

Hâtise: en-nemi des bâtiments

 

Frustrations - étincelles

Illusion conceptuelle

 

IL EN EST

Il en est des présages

Comme des fleurs sauvages

Semées au gré du vent

 

Foison de paysages

Illusoires habillages

Je n'en ai pas vu tant

 

Il en est des messages

Où il n'est pas souhaitable

De chercher à comprendre

 

Périssables avant l'âge

Autant de beaux naufrages

De légendes à répandre

 

Et il en est tant d'âmes

Comme de ces petites fables

Où la morale triomphe

 

Des idées d'un autre âge

Humant bon le saccage

L'excentricité ronfle

 

Gravis sont les étages

Sans vertiges ni ambages

Le seul risque est

De tomber de plus haut

 

FLEAS' LULLABY

We're so close to meet you

So close to love

We're so close to bite you

We're part of your bed

We're here to sing to you

Songs of love

Tender lullaby

When you lie

 

Close your eyes

It's our part

Mattress time

We feel fine

 

EVIDENT SONG

It seems we're right from the start

It seems we're right for the stars

There is no one more to relied on every unleashed memories

 

And we won't count all along

And no one gave the signal

There was no need because it always seemed to be so easy

 

You are refreshing me

You are so pure

You are a delight to me

You are Life.