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gladys-lemire le 18-07-2024 à 13:04:44
mon ti namour to me

Dans le tourbillon de ta présence, je me perds,

Et je trouve en toi le refuge de mes tourments,

Chaque étreinte est un voyage vers l’infini,

Et chaque baiser est une caresse de l’âme.(l)

BernardNowman le 18-07-2024 à 12:46:03
je t'aimeeeeeeeeeeee (l) ma chouchounette d'amour (l) à moi

BernardNowman le 18-07-2024 à 12:45:03
kome tjrss c magnifique mon amour (l)

gladys-lemire le 18-07-2024 à 12:30:28
Poéme



And deep in the field far away,

Where are the ones we like,

The most loved one cries for me, lost

From my death to the coming weeks;

The most beloved of my heart is saddened

And dips his hands like flowers

At the sources of his eyes of sorrow,

The beloved of my heart is saddened.


And deep in the field far away,

The beloved put on her skates,

Feeling in the heart of ice,

And far towards me strives and tires;

The beloved hangs on the stained glass windows

From the chapel from which we can see far,

With the bread, the salt and the rings,

My poor soul, which does not die.


And deep in the field far away,

The beloved will cry no more

The beautiful holiday days are over,

To the family rings on his hands;

The beloved saw me as a saint

Promising an eternal Sunday

To childish and white souls,

And at the very bottom of a domain far away.