Doors of temptation
One day, the doors will open. One day, we will enter inside. To know the truth. That...
To leave
To leave without being turned over. To go on the peak of the waves. To go up, go down,...
Our house
I wanted to close the door nothing to regret, our vacancies, our moments of life, to...
The presence
You lived so a long time in this house that you took his colors of them, his...
He had only to love you.
At the bottom of wood, in the half-light of the day, you drown. The light of the life do...
The end of the world
The end of the world would be to lose you. The end of the world would be to lose us....
The ash of your memories
The sun entered imperceptibly. As the tide goes up the gray sand plains to the white...
At the evening of your life
At the evening of your life, in the large park with the ravaged trees, you will walk...
The songs of the angels
The songs of the angels extended over the first morning from the world. Flexible like...
Tomorrow morning
This night, a frozen shroud extended on the ground. It will not stop me. Beyond mud and...
J'aime ce qui est gothique, ce qui est romantique, je vous présente mes textes et mes photos. I like what is gothic, what is romantic, I present my texts and photos Steffan Urell
