SomewhereHer heart beats somewhereWhenever a foreign sound hits her earWhenever an unknown turn shows to her eyeShe goesShe has already left Elsewhere She learnsAnywhereShe gets to know herself Where everything blursWhere one day contains endless nights Where nights are rainbows throughout the sky Elsewhere She seeksAnywhereShe looks for herself A constant quest for adventuresExplorationsEmotions A … More Where everything blurs
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
Where she breathesWhere she walksWhere she shinesShe Loves Bright light of her soulVivid impulse of her heartEssential strength of her bodyShe Loves With many wordsImperious Glowing Playfull Loving PreciousWith many feelingsGenerous Delicious Courageous Gracious Audacious Glorious Victorious She Loves Full of herselfProud of herself Ruler of her Life Queen of her Own She Loves Faithful … More The Radiant
In her eyeIn her smileKindnessIn her hand In her heartAffectionShe gazes into lifeThrough the shimmery veil Of her birth Swimming to the purest of her candourto the sweetest of her softnessShe is living in her inner circleIn her stronghold heart Salty as a mistShe stumbles into lifeLooking for her wayWavering like the seaOf her soul … More State of Grace
A sparkle is springingflame of lifestrength of everythingstrongly burning inside youfrom youlike a power coming from nowhereto go where you can know yetIt’s like a promise for tomorrowa promise for nowfull of enthusiasm and dreams of foolishness and truths not quite risen to consciousness You disrupts insideimpatient and wildconfident and informed in order to only … More Blossom
Day ButterflyShe flutters by from one idea to anotherFickleImpatientHopping stepsHopping thoughtsNever certainShe doesn’t careBecauseWhateverAfterallLife is only a playA role playA funny playNight ButterflyShe flutters byOne lover to anotherUnfaithfulUnperfectShe is looking for her mirrorShe is looking for her reflectionShe bonds but never loosens upShe bonds but never opens upWhat’s the pointin the endLife is only a … More Elusive
With her handShe smellsWith her nose She touchesWith her eyesShe manifestsWith her tongueShe inventsWith her earShe permeates With her handShe explores the edgeOf the InvisibleWorldShe meets the UnspokenShe picksThe Eath MagicUnshakableImmemorialInvariable With her noseShe discovers the limits Of the endlessWorldShe digs in the visibleShe imaginesa thousand and one flavorsOf the Colors of TimeOf the Colors … More Sensible
In French, they call it a “Dead Nature”, in other languages, like in English, we call it a “Still Life”. A Still Life is way more promising, way more alive. Since, even in stillness, the tiniest move remains. When Human Beings stay still, their nose wriggle, their hearts stand, their blood throb, their cells pound. When Human Beings stay still, something, no doubt, moves. A Still Life is way more accurate than a death sentence on a nature which, even still, moves inside as well. … More Still
Who are you, Selene, hidden in your giant white diamond?You are golden, closer to the horizon, like imprinted with daylight. Playing with blue colours in which you spread glitter of dream and protection. You dive us in another world where you both see better and lesser. Whose unknown lines appear different. We try to adjust … More Selene
She walked. Relentlessly, she walked. Wanderer. Her heart in a bag. Only survivor of her past. Lost but free. She walked like a funambulist to her Fate. She walked to find back her lost oneness. Her World was timeless. Unchanged. She lived. Instinctively. By the moon, the stars and the sun. She went through the … More The Quest
Fleeting Wor(l)ds 