Aveugle (Poetry)

Blindfold me then ask me what's the first beautiful vision that comes to mind and I guarantee your name would roll off of my langue with the greatest of ease. When I think of you, my mind can't stop racing from the endless possibilities of you and I embracing one another, in each other's company....together. Even though the reflection in your eyes révéler sa présence, they have no idea how your heart operates as it pumps energy in conjunction to the same rhythm as mine. You'll see within time that you can't avoid the things your heart holds so dearly without question. I envision you as the météore se déplaçant rapidement burning up upon entering the earths atmosphere further illuminating the sky with your subtle but sweet pyrotechnics, further emitting brightness due to the catastrophic explosion that ejects most of its mass. En termes simples ...

"Étoile filante "