Est-ce que tu ne laissez pas moi?
He says, “You’re not letting me!”
It cannot make me happy
If you are not well and ready
Dancing on glasses filled
With water gripped by your feet
Long toes almost a second
Pair of hands to balance you out
Elegant smooth and flowing
Your soul is Sumerian your skin
Is dark your words are French
As I’m following or almost standing
In your way you are perfect
By design as my eyes are entranced
By your company my heart
Is throbbing like a drum
And you must prepare for your dance
Your smile is contagious and
Mine will not break in your presence
With dark glossy midnight mauve
Hair watch it dangle over your eyes
We cannot make impact until
I am completely out of your way
And my walks are also down
How many are there
How many to account for
I find a sledgehammer in my toolbox
I can help us both get here
Si je me retire du chemin!
Get out of the way
Si je me débarrasser du blocs!
Remove the block
Will you also dance for me
Or is this mistaken love
Passion is so tricky
In the chemical world
© GÄ
Poétique 