Player psyman posted a message on 29/03 02:32 on the MadWin Forum: GAZEL AT THE BOTTOM OF THE NIGHT. Answer him on MadWin and exchange with other players

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Subject :  GAZEL AT THE BOTTOM OF THE NIGHT
dalidy
468 
29/03/2004 22:09:54

I don't know him, but it's very pretty.

campreal
172 
29/03/2004 11:39:51

Dear Louis, he will never grow old...
It is good to remember it.

psyman
29/03/2004 02:32:09

A Pretty POEM FOR YOU !
MadWin'S FRIENDS ! ! ! ! !!

!!
I came into the house like a
thief

!!!!!!!!I already shared the heavy rest of the flowers

!!

I took off my fallen clothes for a moment!I told my heart to be
silent


!!!!!!I no longer lost my age

Naked in this dark world without a picture


of myself !even lightened of my days

Remembering only of you my love

at the bottom of the night



My secret shuddered that blindly I
touched

Memory of my hands memory of my mouth


Long perfume found again of this life together

And as in the first times that to breathe
I tremble


You here is my hyacinth between my captive

arms Which moves gently in bed when
I arrive



As if you made my place

in your dream In this landscape where God knows what happens

at the bottom of the night



Where it is by passing-right that at your side I
awake

And I am afraid to fall from you into
sleep



As proof of being misty the mirror

So fragile happiness that one can hardly
believe



in it I am afraid of your silence and yet you
breathe

Against me I hold you imaginary empire



I am near you the watchman who is
troubled

With each step he takes from the echo that
doubles

it to



I am with you the watchman on the
walls

Who suffers from a leaf and dies of a
murmur

at the bottom of the night



I live for this complaint at the hour when you
rest

I live for this fear in me of everything


at the bottom of the night



Go say O my gazel to those of the future

day That here the name of Elsa alone is my signature

at the bottom of the night

Par: Louis Aragon


JESPERE WHO PLEASES YOU THE NEXT
POEM WITH THE ASTRO SGINE



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