French films of your youth
one look full of longing later
in the glow of electric lips
a brush with the unknown...
those were the French films of your youth
your concomitant struggles for love
rambling through the summer heat
gliding in the seaside breeze
down in the deep dead blue
to yearn, to be strangely stranded
among the widowed twin tides
in your sleepy demeanour
still craving your only true friends
white menthol cigarettes and
the angels of the abyss
so follow me in my steps
my unfaithful dreamer
together we’ll disappear
in the groves between the floorboards
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