Magic

I sat on the sidewalk
and saw cars, and trucks and people go by
it was good to see them smile
and then it made me feel small
Like the Magician
after the trick is performed
he matters no more

Then the rabbit escapes his hat
and the dove would fly away in the first act
and then there's nothing
just an empty theater
a war widow with a lump in her throat
and a broken cookie jar
nothing
absolutely nothing
how it weighs on my shoulders
as I get up and carry on.

Equinox (Automne)

Darkness grows like a plague
covering my days
as Autumn arrives
and Summer leaves
they equinox my heart

Windy evenings
the occasional rain
deciduous trees will shed their leaves
and I will feel the chill in my bones
walking on maple leaf carpets

and then, before I know it
Winter
and with the first snow
my soul will freeze forever.

Moonlight

I wake up
sometimes in the morning
sometimes at night
yearning for the coffee scent
always eager to walk
the path beneath my feet

moonlight blankets me
in fluorescent tones
in the morning, dawn
and the Sun's bright sunbeams
will come down her face
and reveal once more her beauty
on which I swim, ensnared

Summer is here
the snow has long melted
then I think of the present
as she holds my hand and paints the day
Thursday was as important as water
as I laid plugged like dead car battery
in the hospital room
grasping to life
or whatever was left in me

I heard her tears as she made her way over
and she taught me it is the present that matters most

Since this will happen again
and I might not be so lucky
I thought I'd step into the summer
the summer love
under the moonlight
I am finally fulfilled.

Here come the Baobabs

I can't say I feel like St Exupery's main character
but I do at times, why deny it?
Roaming this Planet, looking for who knows what
tripping the light fantastic
spinning the rock

Then, I saw this rose
she has grown full, red, plump petals
with glass and steel thorns
from which you could make
the deadliest and strongest razor wire
but her petals
gentle, tempting and sultry
make me feel like home

It is almost unreal
how her beauty makes me dizzy
the bull in me awakened
huffing, puffing

I have the arms to make her shelter
as she sinks her face in my chest
as my hands surround her definitively
and the thorns surrender
and become something like a soft, warm, tender peach

I let my walls fall and crack
tumbling desperately crushed to my feet
they are rendered useless
for we have shared our fears and weaknesses
invented kisses and built bridges with hugs

I look in her eyes and I see the world
and when she kisses my lips
and whispers my name
I know I'm finally home

Love is a geometrical shape
I do not understand.