Un Lac
Martin Léon
A Lake
A lake
Under the stars
A big hammock
And on a stove
A little bread
It smells like gas
Inside the breeze
A lake
Under the stars
Paradisiacal
And pure stopover
Until the morning
And a moth dances
Within the brambles
And a bird sings
Behind the reeds
A lighter
Breaks the silence:
A question.
A lake
Under the stars
Aphrodisiac
Pastoral
With four hands
And a bird sings
Behind the reeds
And a moth dances
Within the brambles
A lighter
Breaks the silence:
An answer.
A kiss.
