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TO JEAN-MICHEL (IF YOU WERE MADE OF VERSES)

The divine gift is in your hands
The breath of life is in your fingers
A single sound can melt the ice
A voice, a smile, and words that linger
Speak just for me, my darling
With softness and finesse
Together we shall ride the ocean
And I will be your temptress
Yield to temptation, my prince
Do not hesitate or ponder
Our bodies are like shields
Our souls are full of wonder
Divine is your touch, my Master
With dragons in your blood you rise
And every single dawn shall challenge
The very heart of beauty
With fire forever burning
In your deep and sultry eyes

© 2014 Fräulein H. & CanisTrigger Publishing (Sweden)
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♥Jean-Michel Labadie♥ (Photo credit: © Jarle H. Moe)

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THE PURPOSE OF YOUR SMILE

What could ever be the sweetest poison?
Who would ever sweep me off my feet?
All that is on earth belongs to you
Eternally imprisoned in a kiss so volatile
The heavens are shaken by a heart now doomed
Healed by a miracle, saved by your smile

© 2014 Fräulein H. & CanisTrigger Publishing (Sweden)
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Jean-Michel’s healing smile

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YOUR HAND

This is the only place where I feel safe
This is the only hand that keeps me sane

They are the monsters who betray
They never seem to care and never stay

I am the only victim in this charade
I have so many reasons to complain

Mother the only friend I do retain
Mother always inside my crazy brain

This is the only place where I feel safe
Yours the only hand that keeps me sane

© 2014 Fräulein H. & CanisTrigger Publishing (Sweden)
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Photo Credits: Mario Duplantier © Gojira – February 2012

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L’AMOUR C’EST TOI

Toi, mon amour, tu as beaucoup erré
et jamais je t’ai vu comme un étranger

Chaque pays que tu visite
t’accueille à bras ouverts;

Chaque femme qui te rencontre
souhaite te tenir et ne jamais te laisser partir

Mais tu appartiens seulement à celle qui te voit,
celle qui appelle ton nom et pense:
“M’écoutera-t-il cette fois?”

Ah, l’amour, cet amour fou!
Il a besoin de bonnes chaussures,
Il a besoin de bonnes intentions

Mais il ne s’arrête et ne pleure jamais
dans son voyage joyeux et sans fin.

© 2013 Fräulein H. & CanisTrigger Publishing (Sweden)
All rights reserved.

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Jean-Michel, bassiste divin