One day, l found again under your tender gaze
the unfinished woman, left on the path
At the velvet shadow, l gave up make-up
with laught on tears,with joy on pain

Under your tender gaze, l perceive more beautiful,
my soul , bare and becoming docile.
And the amber light in the blue of your pupils
Put sequins in the palms of my eyelashes

l uncovered also under your tender gaze
That my desire, hiden under some dead ashes
Became an intense fire jumping above battlements
Built with mistrust toward so many sham friendships

Under your tender gaze l went and lay down
And only you can say if l'm right or wrong
to curl up myself loving on this soft nappy
And fall asleep trusting under your tender glance

Helena-Paule Fitoussi september 2010