prince pour ces journees glaces.

notes au lecteur. ce texte n'est pas d'aujourd'hui mais en rien je ne peu denier que mes sentiments ne seront que mouvements. des tonnes de motset pourtant je garde la plupart de mes lettres sur papier for now. car il y a toujours plus que des mots, il y a ces gens qui me fascinne, qui occupe ma reality d'une facon que je ne changerai jamais . Ma vie a chaque fois qu'elle se transforme en cette saveur si aigre dan sma bouche, je n'arrive guere a oublier l'espoir que je lui doit a cette putain de vie, qui me suit a la trace, cours comme un fou sans aucune destinee ca ne va rien changer, elle te rattrappe sans effort.
mais elle n'est en rien de ce qu ecertains ose decrire comme la chienne de vie, si tu lui soupire respect and trust then suddenly ele va te frapper, surprendre avec ce qui ne vaut aucun plans, j'emmerde l'ideal innaccesibles, meme un homme de genie ne pourrait le creer il vout apparait a un moment ou vous n'y avez meme pas pensez ... so what i say is that i don;t think i am gonna stop living for the winter, au contraire je vais laisser couler les heures en journees, et garder mon coeur a tout pris au chaud. je me fou du soleil qui ne brille pas, et j'attendrai tes visites dans mes reves eveilles..

I am back for a sweet and perfect night in the castle of st-henri. and tonight the boys i adore are indeed away, so it's my dearest miss may and pick-up the gentlemen even i could never be. it's late already but i am awaking finally, after a whole day in front of my lab top it's good to see a new kind of screen.
Two days et des poussieres since mes pensees envers celle que j'ai toujours nomee la bien-aimee sont renversees. i mean nothing i have ever felt for the beloved will ever change, no one neither myself could ever retrace my past and lower the intensity even just the thoughts of her could turned my stomach around and loosing ground. never. i remember how much i believe my heart would ever healed or feel like i could love in growing motions for anyone but her. and she created a lover in me insane and made me believe i could die just to make it last forever. but i would leave what more then a book, and all the hopes i was ever able to tell my friends love is and should be believed in no matter how broken the feeling have been, no matter how lonely the nights would be. i always said i was a criminal in the way i acted with society or the institutions around but tonight after walking into warmth again i lay down and the words slipping out of me sounded strange, unusual still so clear it could only be truth. the kind of truth only i could conceive after the cognizance my heart was not empty, not yet my darling i have been provoked in the sweetest way still right away my love desolated from the closeness i am craving for, the lust i feel already elusive and burning in front of me. smiling for my eyes invited for what could truly become more then just a simple story. i feel secure somehow about what she clearly let me see, a sublime presage of a friendship loyal and devoted. and if i would be someone i can never be it could be as simple as this plans. but in her i began feeling in all identity the beauty that drives me more then crazy, and i have always been surrounded by girls who struggle towards the boy in them. after a time so at-ease in her presence the vision i had in dreams from long ago went by to hit me so hard it was euphoric of a luscious feeling, she was not only an amazing wise and clever girl, in her standing her eyes deep into me i saw the prince that lives in all her identity. no arrogant or fearful feelings, but nonetheless a hell of a crazy warning for me. then you know crushes would crush further then stage likeness, dropping fast into stage 2, wanting followed by the longing, to drop like a wolf's foot fall into fresh ciment, stuck for a time, stage last of the good era of the way i choose to love instead of meeting the probable fuck awaiting each of us in a crowded bar. oh why o why do you think i don't even jerk off. my awakening comes from the wanting, the fondness fever when unforeseen her spell falls on me like pure love i showed her the transparance of my feelings so soon. nothing to do with patience but needing to be honest, to leave only truths of myself. no matter what her verdict could have been i told her the better night end of october, it was so hard to resist i remember her words wanting to hide under the make-up that was my own created alter-ego for all my past, les traits d'un visage qui deviendra le plus fou des amoureux, from times of melancholy, absurdity and a reality i have dreams insane since as long as i can remember, the smoky clown looking so intense created that night made more sense then i could have afforded to see. the character i love fiercely she became in perfect androgynous way. god that night, on the dance floor where she was suppose to make it easy and more friendly, she took my hand to lead me into dancing one with another, and as strange as i sound, i felt like the princess in me never satisfied that night she fell in love with a prince of city, of my nights so lonely after would they be. after my humble prince would return into the softest friend i could have found in the winter i knew i would heal my heart et son coeur a elle aussi. le presage d'un hiver qui n'en saurait pas moins passionee. but you see there is a pleasure and rapture to feel you have to face the madness it creates in the mind of the devoted lover that i could never deny in me .

i have only hopes for you to linger along with me breathing the feeling we could create but from my past i have become strong enough to stay still in to what i trust in me. and i linger to you. only with you my heart would moved easily and slowly dense. profond amour i want you to be pregnant in reality.