SEPTEMBER

It’s something about the soft play of sunlight dappling sweet poplar buds balsam and cedar mingled in the light breeze wafting through my window. September I feel you coming. Paolo Driussi

 La mer des passions

L’amour qui se cherche,

L’étincelle de mes nuits

Je me perds dans ces moments.

Un petit radeau dans ma peine

La douceur qui chavire

Je me laisse bercer

Sur la mer des passions.

Paolo Driussi

 Vieilles cartes postales

Ce ne sont que des cartes postales

D’autrefois

Qui font rêver.

Le long des roseaux, 

L'ombre de la lune,

Le soupir du ciel exalte.

Paolo Driussi.

 In my dreams

In my dreams you ask to kiss me

I say yes, sweet as sugar.

I wake up and still feel

The ghost of your lips on mine

Tonight I’ll beg anything 

To keep you off of my mind

I can’t keep loving you deeply

I don’t have enough in me

To keep from falling apart.

Paolo Driussi.

 In the pouring rain

Head to head.

Face to face.

The two mirrored each other.

He broke the symmetrical pattern

Stealing a kiss

Setting her world on fire.

Even though they stood

In the pouring rain.

Paolo Driussi

 

One by One

Now your games are just collecting dust,

As an adult you don't play anymore.

You're getting old and that ain't no fun.

Another revolution around the sun.

Another year gone and another year come.

One by one never know when they're done.

Paolo Driussi.

 

Unknown Lake

I walked slowly through the empty lanes.

I sat by the little lake

And I cooled down my hands in it

As if it would help.

And I wished to be the force

That ran through the tips

Of my fingers.

Paolo Driussi.