Biography of Pascale Ost
My name is Ost Pascale, I live in Belgium, Europe. I started a while ago again with writing little stories and some poetry.
When I was younger, (a teenager) I wrote many poems and little stories in Dutch. Now after twenty years, I found my 'muse' back … I started to write in English, not the easiest way for a woman, who had a minimum education about the English language.
Mostly of the poems are romantic based, it's made for all kind of relationships; woman/woman, woman/man or even man/man. Just close your eyes and enjoy the words.
On the other hand the little stories I wrote are lesbian stories, the typical 'dialogue' stories, with the 'What if … ' or 'What should I do …' question in the main role.
Pascale Ost Poems
My lovely lady I love you so much I want you so much I want to touch you
My Mother gave me birth, Taught me how to drink, how to eat, How to talk, how to walk. She made me to this wonderful person.
Ten Grey Hairs And A Silver One
I discovered my first grey hair when I was Seventeen years old It had to do with broken up my first relationship
So far away But at the same moment So near with me
And He created us, Humans with two heads, Four arms, Four legs
Sometimes I’m asking myself Why has it always to be so difficult?
Seeing your eyes So special for me Starting with brown Ending with gold
I Need A Family
I need two strong arms Two strong man arms Arms that can carry me
Give Me A Sign
I’m walking down the streets Searching for you I don’t know where to find you I’m searching in the old city
Don't fear my love, I will not harm you I just want to, Give you my love
Seeing you here It’s almost a dream A little smile around your lips Your hands on your belly
Silence I’m covering your body with mine Breasts touching breasts
Baby hands, So small, So tender.
I open my eyes, And see your smile. So sweet.
I'm drifting away on a cloud,
And all I do is thinking.
Thinking about you,
How it would be,
How it should be,
How it could be...
Memories of you are fading in,