fais de beaux rêves

"If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream less but to dream more, to dream all the time. " - M. Proust

come sail away.

"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones that you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade wind in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover." - Mark Twain

un moment de vérité (ma pétition).

i want you to love me.

i want you to beg for my kisses,

to long for my lips

even after i sip

the last few drops

of a burnt cup of coffee;

even after i wake up

on a lazy sunday morning

without having brushed my teeth

the night before;

even after i slurp a hot bowl

of soupe al'oignon gratinee;

even after garlic.

i want to keep you up at night

because you wish you could call me

to discuss that new book you read

that new photograph you took

that new restaurant you found

around the corner from your apartment.

i want to floor you,

knock you down,

with my thoughts on jung

and my citations of eliot,

with my smile;

a smile that draws you in

delights you

disarms you.

i want you to know,

by the look on my face,

by the furrows in my brow,

and the reflection in my eyes,

what i think

and feel,

what i need.

and i want you to give it to me.

but what i want,

more than anything,

is for you to exist;

not as a fanciful memory

or faraway stranger yet unfound,

but here

and now

with me.

is that so much to ask?