BLUE poème décembre 2011

One step more to you my unknown
Hidden treasure of my loneliness
I feel blue and look at the moon
Pure symbol of my destiny

I feel blue and look for your hand
But your hand is so far from me
Where are you bright memories
Laugh and smile are lost in the wind

And your words in my broken heart
Sound again and I lock my door
Once again I feel small and blue
How could I love my misery