Monday Poetry Train - Entre tes bras
Entre tes bras
Between your arms
Peu importe l'endroit
No matter the place
Le froid de l'hiver
The coldness of the winter
Ne me manquera pas
I will not miss
Tu seras ma neige
You would be my snow
Qui me caresse
That caress me
DEs plus doux des baisers
Of the softest kisses
Même si cette terre
That this earth
N'en a jamais connue
Has never known
Between your arms
Peu importe l'endroit
No matter the place
Le froid de l'hiver
The coldness of the winter
Ne me manquera pas
I will not miss
Tu seras ma neige
You would be my snow
Qui me caresse
That caress me
DEs plus doux des baisers
Of the softest kisses
Même si cette terre
That this earth
N'en a jamais connue
Has never known
Libellés : Monday Poetry Train, poem, poème
posted by Jill @ 8:15 a.m.
1 Comments:
At 10:28 a.m.,
Julia Phillips Smith said…
Ooo - I love this:
'Tu seras ma neige
You would be my snow
Qui me caresse
That caress me'
You have such a talent for describing the most imtimate encounters between lovers, Jill.
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