One sees Poem by André Schmitz

One sees



One sees
an arm that is raised and it is eternity*
a hand
caress a throat and it is strangling

One thinks one sees
traces on the skins and in the halo
of gestures
and it is the fantasy of loving while killing

One kills
and one loves for ever what can
live for only one day
A hand is raised and time goes down


*Ludovic Janvier

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