We will meet again
We will meet again because I love you because you love me I know you do because you told me indirectly you didn't dive into my eyes you said, to whoever was there, friends, half friends, people we knew, or not "Jean-Marc, I love him!" It sounded just right it didn't break the flow of whatever conversation was going on I don't remember who was there, apart from us the band was not playing, we were waiting for the music I knew your fears we had been friends for quite some time your eyes were bright your voice was smiling you weren't hiding who you were I didn't comment maybe my eyes did I received easily what a beautiful gift what a beautiful face, in spite of the marks left by the disease I don't know where your grave is you're a spirit now I want to see you again...