Entourloupe
You cannot read any more publications this month without being logged in.
To enjoy unlimited access and take full advantage of new features, log in or create an account by clicking below. It's free!
Log in
Entourloupe
Le soir tombe, mon esprit divague,
Entourloupe quotidienne, rituel immanent.
Mes orteils froids cherchent tes jambes
Mais il n’y a que les
You cannot read any more publications this month without being logged in.
To enjoy unlimited access and take full advantage of new features, log in or create an account by clicking below. It's free!
Log in
Contribute
You can support your favorite writers


Gand Laetitia 1 year ago
petite texte mais profond car il nous laisse songeur... et pour ma part, j'ai ressenti l'absence d'un être aimé....ou à aimer, je dirais.