Dans le secret de mes nuits je t attends

Gardienne de ton désir tes mains m 'accompagnent

Je te sais ,rassurant, excitant .

I cannot look at you. I stare at the hole in my sock and twiddle my thumbs.

I wonder how the night sky looks in other countries...because the moon hangs different in Cali.

I wonder if I can say your name without stuttering... "Is it me, is it me?", you whisper into my trembling mouth. Every smile you have ever smiled is suddenly pressed against my teeth.

"It's you, even if it's not me, it's you."

- E. L. L. Serrels