Un poème en Anglais pour mes lecteurs anglophones qui attendent patiemment. Il parle du premier amour qui peut pourtant nous tomber dessus aussi bien plus tard, toujours avec le même effect tout englobant - expérience unique, différente de la passion dévorante
Up on the tree,
our tree house ...
Up on the lader we go,
up to the sky
our love to show...
She remembers down in the world
the never ending togetherness
in here mind's and heart's deep tender.
Down in the world she keeps the image
of entangled legs and arms,
like tree branches
Up in the tree, our tree house,
the ladder ascending, she remembers
youth's fairytale forever ....
Here's one of my poems in English for my English speaking readers, waiting patiently... The end will explain the poem. It's all about first love you can never forget. Maybe later on in life this happen again and make arise that undescribable feeling, that overwhelming that takes up all of you and literally throws you together.
Middle age, let's say, can bring two people together in love with a kind of deliciously soft intimacy that is rarely possible when younger when you've got things to build up together, children to raise, projects etc...and passion seems to be absolutely a must. At that point one can mistake, this all-englobing feelling, which doesn't quite resemble passion, with being bored together or some kind of indifference, which it isn't necessarily. It's just getting used to each other, respecting each other and our whims and tempers, the edges having been rubbed off. Passion ...? what about it? It can flare up again but then this confortable togetherness which one can see and feel in couples who live it, seems to be so much more pleasant, secure in the long run, conforting and reliable. A good sexual understanding helps and sure is desirable but some couples do so well without it and coudn't live without the loved one next to them in bed, without feeling his warm body, his or her hand on your hip or thigh, without knowing that he really cares for you and whatever you do throughout the day. And the safe ground for this, is a first love, whatever time in life ir drops on you, but that love that brought you together burns inside you if you can and will take care of it. It will change, go through trials of all sorts but not break! It's made of deep trust, respect, understanding and just a loving caring and needs two open hearts, linked together whatever comes - no nowadays "only sex" can give that.
I think I have something like that falling on me and I'm sort of scared because I'm not used to happiness and opening up to it - it seems so huge but I know it's all a question of trust!
TRUST - LA CONFIANCE
One of my many pastels telling stories through images of hearts and love
The deep hearts are united, the souls and the spirtis but they are each one separate, unique entities