Tomorrow
After tomorrow
One day
Tuesday
Strong idea
In a little while
Of desire
He'll come along
He will be big and strong
Knotted in the throat
To the waiting
I'll do my best
One day
When he'll come my way
Tomorrow
I will put on my white dress
Would you?
Which
Clamps to the
Clamps to the
Maybe not
Today
Creaks at the seams
I know this is absurd
We will not say a word
Except him
But the wheels are in the back
I do not see them
Continue
To make him stay
Rather meekly
He'll come along
To hope in the distance
My schedule
I'll Understand
For later
It Seems
One day
He
The one who
He'll come along
He will be the one
And smile
Who
Tomorrow
Tuesday
Will build
A little house
Where to
He'll look at me
Stay
We'll never roam
Just me
Tuesday
After tomorrow
This time
I'll do my best
And never
Nevermore
When he'll come my way
I will wander
The one
Who
Who Would?
Maybe
The man I love
Mine
When he'll come
My way
He will clasp
Smiling
Maybe not
Obviously
My hand
My good news day
Is it
What more?
My hand
My good news day
Is it
What more?
Just meant for two
The one who is nowhere
But elsewhere
Passing
Behind
He'll come along
One day
When
Maybe he'll come
I watch
Thursday
On Sunday
Obstinately
Before
May 2011