SUMMURY ---------------- "Poems look at us when we read them. They fix us as eternity. Like them, we feel immortal when we are transported to other skies. That's why they are necessary in our daily life to remind us that everything moves, so everything is possible." Charles de Leusse BOOK -------- EDILIVRE https://www.edilivre.com/?s=de+leusse AMAZON https://www.amazon.co.uk/New-Life-Leusse-Charles/dp/2414321563/ FNAC https://livre.fnac.com/a13310929/Charles-De-Leusse-A-new-life (ISBN : 9782414321568) QUOTES ------------ GOODREADS https://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/9787795.Charles_de_Leusse QUOTES.NET https://www.quotes.net/authors/Charles+de+LEUSSE SOCIAL NETWORK ------------------------------ INSTAGRAM https://www.instagram.com/charlesdeleusse/ PIXELFED https://pixelfed.social/charlesdeleusse/ PINTEREST https://www.pinterest.fr/charlesdeleusse/

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Charles de Leusse
A new life
Fifty love poems

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Version anglaise de “Une nouvelle vie » (livre déjà publié
par Edilivre, en 2018, mais en français)
50 poems

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I
If I lose you,
So I lose me.
You are the breadcrumb trail,
My sight and my soul.
In this labyrinth,
The heart and the hug,
We search everywhere,
And even on your knees.
Standing, we are strong;
Lying, bodies.
I am the path
On which your steps pass.
Go to the morning.
The grass is soft on the hands.
What to expect from a kiss,
If not after?
Dew spreads
Even off the road,
Because the life seeking
Where to put his drops.
The eye is wetter
What can our odes.
As the words approach,
But the heart that touches.

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Can you give me
What I do not have,
Heart that I lent
For you to moult?
A hair flies away
Even if he does not have a wing.
Everything can to who wants.
Anything can, I want it.
A charming smile,
The sirens disarm,
And behind your lips,
A dream voice.
Make the awakening
Never wakes up.
Let’s be like lover
For other oaths.

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II
Our fire goes out
By the rain or nothing.
What should we do
Or to undo?
These hair undone
By the rising wind.
The whirlwind dance,
But feet do not make sense.
We walk haggard,
We want tonight.
Is this the end of the world,
As the sun
That you are shines
In the night that prowls?
Others are like shadows
That make a sober night,
One vile color,
A servile drink.
Everything is vague to who
Wakes up from bed
Is this an awakening
To see you so beautiful?
On you is the beautiful,
On me is the hot one.

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Your eyes froze
Stronger than the big cold.
Your hands gave
Stronger than a big choice.
The tree has its roots
In the fine soil.
Earth is curvature,
But we are going right.
The roundness so pure
Is seen, but by far.
The birds arise
When fatigue dares.
We put our eyes,
One on the other, on fire,
But no tiredness;
Just the dike collapses.
Because a tsunami
Stole our lives.
Life is sung:
It’s a descent.

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III
The number of the heart
Is number that dies,
Because he is endless,
A nothingness, a nothing.
Only point is his mouth,
Only point is his layer.
Stars are points
An endless night.
The sentence began
When does the « ah » end?
What can the sailor
When the sea is joy?
He capsizes his property.
In her, he drowns.
Watching the sky
To see the honey.
To forage, but not to know
Where to give his meal.
Two, we are a group;
Alone, we are a cup.
Who will fill
The river of desire?
Wax dies when the flame
Of the candle burns,

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But also she lives
In the screaming flame.
By loving me, you love yourself,
Because you loose the reindeer.
The masks will fall,
And the bodies after.
On a bed of roses,
The petals hatch.
Sweetness of the morning
That gets up at last,
That only yawn
The door that whines.
What is looking for the wind
That touches the bath?
The waves make circles
That caress the bottom.
Everything is going in all directions,
And come back to us.
What we are looking for,
I think, is not far.

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IV
The open clothes
Close on the body.
But the mouth we open
Closes on the other,
Without imprisoning,
Just cuddle.
What does the sun want?
Caress the sky.
A clash of thunder,
And the lightning on the ground.
In darkness,
The lightning is better.
He will quickly go away,
But will come back lights.
The forest ignites:
Even throats dry up.
The animals scream,
Because the fire took them,
Leave only smooth rocks.
The night is just noise.
The water that comes out of the well.
To save from fire
All that we can.
But do we want to save

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What we sought
To put in the flames
Of our passions Rome?
I touch you, it’s you.
But I die, it’s me.
Do you see the path
That has no feet,
But just hands
That know to love each other?
The road is winding:
It is happy.
Let’s seek what
We have found,
We will lose it better
To find it.
Your eyes shone:
Two suns created.