Dear

Dear

It’s a simple word but it’s not a single word

Or the other way around like anything that means deep

Coming from the roots of western civilisation

What about a coffee dear

How are you dear

And most of all the touchiest

The most tender and gently ironic at the same time

Oh dear

It was like a gimmick in our talk

Our conversations were punctuated by it

Like a cool remainder of our wicked mind

A smooth bind with open windows

Not so tight we couldn’t switch

To the wonder of the unknown

But still a signal we have spoken so long

When I hear it in my mind

Oh dear I associate it to your smile

And it’s like we have know our hearts

Were beating the same

On the rhythm of a single dream

I should play it again use it at any need

Because the hole that’s kept inside

All the promises of this word

Just mean the world with an impact

That shivers me out of time

With no possible forgetting

But maybe I was so French

To hear it like this