Critical, creative and digital writingEcriture critique, créative et numérique

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05 2010  


After a month when the sky was rainless, Finally do I perceive your misty body, A cloud of bliss walking in a slow hurry Towards me, numbing my brain painless. After a month when sorrow was my day And a lack of you spread under my flesh, I realise that soon you'll complete my mesh By adding to my net of feelings your clay. After so many words, lines and mails, Written pixels on remote screens of light, I internalise your presence, I construct the sight Of you, at the airport, responding to my hails. Now, in this imaginary environment of mine, You're here with me, our tears joined on our lips; That illusory reunion is to be ripped When at last your body will merge with mine.