For a few weeks, I woke up every time at the exact same hour. 3 am. To start a nice two hours insomnia. Yet, I am not the kind to wake up in the middle of the night. I am more of a before falling asleep insomniac. When I looked for the meaning of that specific time of the night, between 3 and 5 am, I learned it was sadness and grief hour. Then, I was sad indeed and definitely getting ready for my next symbolic grief. … More Burning heart hour
With certain persons you are torn apart. It feels like each part of your body lived its own life. Like each organ stepped outside. Take the heart for instance. This romantic piece of flesh which has been crowned prince of love. … More With certain persons you are torn apart…
Tonight, I am going to the most important date of my whole lover’s carreer (to this day). I am going to the date of the unknown: I don’t known if it is a new beginning or an end. I have thought about my outfit for days and days to find the perfect fit, the perfect mix of chill and sexy. … More Love Parade
If I had to sum up 2025, I would pick the word FALL… fall behind, from time to time. fall out, for the best! fall apart, too often sadly. fall for, why not? … More Fall out of 2025
To travel To be traveled by one another As you would travel the world As you would be traveled by the world To reinvent your own heart’s geography As you meet someone As you discover yourself … More Love is an adventure
Tonight, I don’t recognize myself. Who is the stranger looking at me in the mirror? Is she me? I am not sure I am part of her body anymore… Yet, this body I am living in can’t be denied anymore. I am not allowed to ignore it, my body is more and more present by the minute. I feel like I am exploring new organs, new members, I am pierced by extreme feelings. … More The Looking Glass
A foreign word. Untranslatable but familiar. So typical. Of what she feels. What she is. What she wants.
That desire of being anywhere else. … More Wanderlust
Is it a color Or a mood? Is it a day
Or a season? Is it a state Or a feeling? It tastes like salt A mix of sea salt When you come out of a high wave And tears salt When you arise of a good cry … More Muse
I am an addict
I am addicted to meeting you
How it makes me feel
Sparkles Butterflies fireworks
I am going for it
Running for it … More The fall
This precious moment When everything folds into silence When the world collapses into oblivion Just two people gazing at each other Knowing they are about to take a leap of faith They are about to blend into each other … More That moment of silence…
