Who are you?
I’m a question mark that follows a very silly question.A question mark that is followed by an even sillier answer. Replace me with a dot…will you?
I’m an unfinished drawing of a woman , sitting and waiting helplessly for an eraser to tickle her lines and redefine them sharply and mercilessly with a pencil.
I’m a chain of infinite thoughts,slowly forgotten after a glass of wine,or two…
I’m an unfinished sentence ,the rest of me still lingers in his eyes.
I’m an unfin……
One thing I know for sure : I’m not his ” le mot juste” , never was,never will..