Leggings, Heels, Night walk,
Dream
Feels

Jardin de Luxembourg....

I come to be myself
To be alone
To feel the silence
Of old trees
To look on marbles
And to leave
Unrecognised
Unwished
Unknown
And disappear
Among streets
Jardin
Is silent
With first sun
I will return again
And run
Away to my exile
Under sky
Jardin de Luxemburg
With yellow leaves
To fly...

Moon lights

Moon lights
On tights
Moon light's
In minds
I do not know
Why
In nights
I go out
To regain
To be myself
To sleep all day...
To hide myself
To ask the owl
Old Lady Owl,
What is goal?
She looked around
Change few branches
To say so strangely
"No matches..."

No match for me?
Just lighter in my beg?
I come again
Another night
She's back

And answered
More kindly
That my Love
Is sky in
Night
With stars and
Moon above

Since than
I am so happy
Always come
For Dates
In night
With Moon
By old brick wall
By Gates

Between two sits

Interview Failure...

Your suite's too short.
Why did not come in tights?
You are too old
You have no rights
Your bag's too big
Your trausers's too wide
You ride in tube
In nights
Your are not right...

Witch in the night

Night Witshes...

Old Lady told Me
Are you Witch
Who steals men
In night...?
I smiled sadly
Ohh
I wish
I wish
I knоw
How..
To steal men?
Could I
Be so
Dishonest
In my choice?
To force
Somebody
Lie with me..?

She smiled
Sadly
Mon ami..
So
Many
Told
Until
Life made them
Doing pretty so.

You are a Witch
Just steal
Go Go
Witch otherwise
What for...

Red and black
Walk off track

Headache

Interview plan

Shyness is never late
Shyness is a way
To gain
To admit
My wish?
To confess?
Or just
Blaser in pink
And no dress
Silent talk
Of my colours
To you
Ohh my dream
pink
For interview...
I will not wear
Nor skirt
Neither dress
Just pink blaser
To hide
Naked chest
Just pink lipstick
To tell how I wait...
Just pink bluch
When post's
Given to Kate
...

Moon Light

A wolfess
Calling in the night
Nor Love
And neither date
She meets the Moon,
Moon magic light
Makes everything
Remain...
The wolfess's
Getting
New true vibe
New passions...
But Love...
But Love she keeps
So deep inside
That could not
Find new Path...

Night Bird

I pass the window
In the night
That hides
Your secret life
I am not jealous.
May I
Forget all
Pleasant Past
I stay a little
Look
And dream
Of talks
That were through
Night.
Two shadows
In the room
I leave.
I never liked
Your wife.
You choose
Yourself
Another girl
Another
Tender lips
Or maybe not
And you're alone
But no
I better leave...

Shy intentions

Night Bird ...

Per-version
Pinky Mood

I' ve never trusted
Love of men
I wished another Love
When in orgasm
You feel your dream
Your coupling
Your spasm
And still
You feel
You arent lone
In space of Dreams
Ans sence
When cuddles
Answer to her cuddles
In pleasant gentle theme...

I wished another Love
Of girl.
Another kiss
And touch
I left my passed
So long ago
Alone
Late
At last...

I kissed her
Tenderly
With wish
With pleasure
As a child
I brought her
Passion
And wish
Wish
Be your only
Mine...
She trambled
She was so afraid
My Future
And my Past...
Another Love
Another way
And kisses
With my Love

My night
Is open
To dark skies
To windows
Lit of light
To arch
That leads
Me into
Life
Night life
Without
Mind.

I like
To feel
That solitude
That Love
Could not
Fill up
The space
Of Soul
In its wait
For answer
From
Above...

En trans ...

My travel
Follows
Days and Nights
In narrow
Corridor
Between
The homeless
In sight
And pinky shadowed
Walls.
I stop
A second
Just to think
What have I lost today
But feelings
Happy
Light
And 🩷 pink
Makes
Me alive again

I lost my Future
In the Past
I lost my roofs
My roots
Between pink wall
And homeless
Is path
Strange path
I lonely go...
...

Your Letters

Your letters
Come
To me
On leaves
Dead leaves
As they are
Called in France
I know
We have not
Full lived
Our delicate and short
Romance...

I still remember
All
As now.
Alone
Walking
Through that park.
Your Letters
On these Leaves
I know..
I feel
I wish all to restart
I touch
Them
Looking for your texts
And hide forever
In my Heart.
I Walk alone
Autumn
Nests
Get
Just abandoned
With the Time.
Time stopped
For me
I wish
I could,
I wish I get
Your invitation's hidden line
But I do know
Ohh my Dear,
My Lovely Darling
That's no chance
They let us meet
In autumn Park
For wedding Dance...
There is no chance
But I'm still coming
Ahh, Bon Chance..?

I was...
I could not
Chill my Lust
I felt in Love
Too young
Too fast
My wedding dress
Was ultrashort...
But all
Is Past...
Past to forgot...
To open door
To other Love
Still is unmet
I'm still in gloves
My lace still
Hidden in wardrobe.
I was
My beauty's almost
Gone
My lips
Are dry
Dry to express
Old single Woman
Not Princess
Like you
Full power of lust
And strong soft lips
A girly must....

Pinky thoughts

I never thought
I'm a pink girl
I never tried
Indeed
To wear anything
Of pink
That suits me
Calm and deep.

I never thought
To understand
Why I am not
With man...
Not ever single
One to stand
By me
I don't pretend...

When I am asked
For one night stand
I tell them simple yes
But add so sharply
Not at once
Another day must end.

No one accepted
Yes from girl
They always saw
Just No...
I thought
Why is it so
They show
Their
Goal
...

Perhaps
I was too sharp
But few?
Or just no
Feelings
I Love You...?
Or may be
I have felt
Indeed
They know
In advance
About me
That I am pink
Pink girl
There is no chance?

Am I
So Pink?
Yes I love kiss
Long kiss from
Girl
Not men...

I never tried
To wear pink
To be a woman
With pink
Think
I never tried
At all
But always
Wanted
I confess
Seduce
For Pink Love
Fall...

I tried
I could not
Understand
The colour
Still
Not mine
But quiet
Pleasure
Being
Princess
Came silently
My mind
Are still
Protesting
I am not...
Am I a pinky girl?
But waves of pleasure
Quiet roll
Calms hidden lusty call...

My mind
And Body
Lost apart
My Soul
Is not pink
Pink skirt
Pink blazer
No pink pants
Pink lipstick
Ohh shy miss...

Test

My Soul trapped
Between the wall
And prohibition sign
Is wondering
Where to go...
To that in tunnel
Light???

What if it is
Just a light of lamp
Or car
Or lit for pray...?
What if
it is just in my mind
That I should not obey...

My body trapped
By estrogen
With tiny frenchy breasts
That are so sensitive
To touch
Despite I am still dressed

My legs a trapped
In heels and tights
The only way to move
Into the tunnel
With no lights
To live
To stay in mood.

Don't touch me
I am not a Doll -
Fist Aiders
Freindly toy
My heart
Is cold
It bits with joy
With Joy of getting old
Make up
Or lipstic
Just old shoes
Old bag
And no return

I am still trapped
I am confused
By time
That passed
That's gone

Gone so unstoppable
So wrong
But who could
Change its course?
If I was young
Again
I'd choose
My estrogen
To fall?
To stay as cold
As I could be
Not waisting
Tears
Hearts...
My tiny breasts
Nobody'd seen
Why that become a must?
Why I was hiding
From my Love
Why feared
To crash
..?
No trusting
Hiding hands in gloves
And lips from kisses taste.
Why I am different
From girls
Who felt
Being pregnant fast
They never wanted
Have a kid
I dreamt
And I was last..

Last in the order
Waiting list?
High estrogen
Served first...
My heart is broken
That Love
True Love
Nobody
Was...
Was ever interested
Meet
Misled by estrogen.
My heart was never
Cold indeed..

You've failed test
My test...