Just a Snow White thought…

And here I am

At this point

Where I ask myself 

Who am I

And I stare

In the mirror

And though

It’s not broken

Or even shattered, 

There are cracks. 

And amongst the 

Little broken

Pieces of glass

I see

Different parts of

Me

Staring back, 

Sometimes confused, 

Sometimes amazed, 

Mainly bewildered. 

And in the shadows, 

In the very

Corners of the mirror, 

The wooden edges 

Become

A forest

I get lost into 

Twisting

The essence

Of my life,

While half eaten 

Apples

Lay rotting

In possibly

A sort of poison.

And I wonder 

Whether it’s a 

Fairytale

Or a jungle

What I’m living,

And whether

I can hear

Drums beating

Or it’s just 

My heart 

Waiting

To explode. 

Original Sin

I don’t know how or why,

But I was tempted

To sip a delicious time

From a glass of sin.

I obeyed.

I tasted in reluctance.

And I was shuddered

As it was bitter sweet.

I did not expect to like it.

But since that day I remained with silent lips…

And I kept silent

As I was wondering:

“What would have happened if during that sip

I would have tasted the flavor of his soul?”

Dance your troubles into Love

You did not teach me
how to tame the storm.
But you taught me
I can always dance
in the rain.
As if it were
always spring,
walking among flowers,
stepping on fresh grass
and cold soil,
hugging an old tree,
feeling the heart of
nature as it beats.
And as her pulse
merges with mine,
my love breaks away
from my arteries,
pumping feelings,
spilling out
in shape of words.
My thoughts are settling,
catching color and form
like a rainbow
over the cloudy skies.
The sun finally 
rises on the peaks
at the same height
with my dreams…
And so, my heart is awaken
by rays of life,
reborn from its own pain.
And it’s ready
to meet your heart
in a sort of waltz,
slipping on the edge of time.
And you ask me
with warm loving eyes,
while I abandon myself
in your embrace
and unmistakable scent:
Would you take this
leap of dance with me?
To ourselves,
to our love,
to US?