<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:32:47.501Z</updated><title type='text'>Ef(f)leurescence</title><subtitle type='html'>toi &amp; moi un genre de dÃ©maillage</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-106458920585402851</id><published>2003-09-26T15:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-26T18:16:22.663Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE BACKGROUND="http://www.etab.accaen.fr/pmcurie/nouvelles_en_herbe/les_nouvelles/2000/&lt;br /&gt;douleur_sans_fin.JPG"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.emuleproject.net/images/emule.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-106458920585402851?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/106458920585402851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/106458920585402851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106458920585402851' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-76800787</id><published>2002-05-21T15:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-05-21T15:28:34.953Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Un jour peut etre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-76800787?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/76800787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/76800787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76800787' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-9376126</id><published>2002-02-04T22:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-02-05T11:35:42.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> &lt;img src="http://www.worldvu.com/closed.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;Nous en discutons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://charaghdin.com/cd/affiliates/images/in_forgot_password_image.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No new&lt;img src="http://my.models.com/images/password.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; will be allowed&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.zonelabs.com/images/top_nav/about/privacy.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-9376126?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/9376126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/9376126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9376126' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-9358334</id><published>2002-02-04T12:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-02-04T12:56:07.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vendredi A.M. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 heures.&lt;br /&gt;Les jours se mélangent.&lt;br /&gt;Une nuit.&lt;br /&gt;De 3h à 5h.&lt;br /&gt;L'envie de se réveiller près de toi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://thepluginsite.com/gallery/efgcontest99/animation/original/Shank.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samedi A.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De(s)tours.&lt;br /&gt;Encore.&lt;br /&gt;Pour deux petites heures.&lt;br /&gt;Flirt&lt;br /&gt;Sortirons nous ensemble?&lt;br /&gt;Tu me dis .&lt;br /&gt;"On a de la chance"&lt;br /&gt;Je te crois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dimanche A.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je m'inquiète.&lt;br /&gt;A tort, tu me diras plus tard.&lt;br /&gt;"J'étais sereine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esf.ch/ben/6.jpg"&gt;Moi pas&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Un rendez-vous envolé.&lt;br /&gt;Sortirons nous ensemble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dimanche soir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 heures.&lt;br /&gt;Des faits inachevés plus tard.&lt;br /&gt;S'inventer de nouvelles professions.&lt;br /&gt;Pour comprendre l'alchimie de ton (nos) corps.&lt;br /&gt;Regards troubles.&lt;br /&gt;Frémissements.&lt;br /&gt;Instants volés.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sibleyart.com/grsh.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je sors avec toi.&lt;br /&gt;Non?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-9358334?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/9358334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/9358334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9358334' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-9235503</id><published>2002-01-31T16:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-31T16:31:03.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.gpaulbishop.com/GPB%20History/GPB%20Archive/Section%20-%205/De%20La%20Faille/_derived/de_la_faille.htm_cmp_copy-of-sumi-painting-2-010_hbtn.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kotex.com/ca-fr/info/images/hd_info.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lorealparis.ca/fr/QandA/img/haircolor_title_11.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.propelleronline.com/french/Media/home_introcopy.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-9235503?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/9235503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/9235503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9235503' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-9191250</id><published>2002-01-30T10:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-30T10:55:56.953Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Je pensais arreter.&lt;br /&gt;Cette page.&lt;br /&gt;Cette intimité, qui ne l'est plus.&lt;br /&gt;Je sais le privé etc.....&lt;br /&gt;Alors continuons encore un peu.&lt;br /&gt;Pas malgré tout.&lt;br /&gt;Quand meme.&lt;br /&gt;Tot ce matin.&lt;br /&gt;Comme si il y avait eu .&lt;br /&gt;Comme si c'était.&lt;br /&gt;Il y a des nuits.&lt;br /&gt;Une nuit.&lt;br /&gt;Je savais pas.&lt;br /&gt;Pour une fois ,c'est toi qui t'échappe.&lt;br /&gt;Meme si aujourd'hui devrait etre un beau jour.&lt;br /&gt;Je suis inquiet.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-9191250?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/9191250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/9191250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9191250' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-9169957</id><published>2002-01-29T21:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-30T10:41:04.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Des accords.&lt;br /&gt;Désaccords.&lt;br /&gt;Nous verrons, demain tard.&lt;br /&gt;L'idée que je puisse faire souffrir,&lt;br /&gt;mais insuportable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-9169957?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/9169957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/9169957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9169957' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-9134742</id><published>2002-01-28T21:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-28T22:18:22.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Non pas tant que cela.&lt;br /&gt;Je vais mieux.&lt;br /&gt;Ta voix, ton humour noir.&lt;br /&gt;Différent du mien.&lt;br /&gt;Mais pas si loin.&lt;br /&gt;Ton mail binaire.&lt;br /&gt;Tes (nos) interrogations..&lt;br /&gt;Sourire.&lt;br /&gt;Dis?&lt;br /&gt;Tu as dansé pour moi?&lt;br /&gt;Je fantasme.&lt;br /&gt;Ton ventre m'absorbe.&lt;br /&gt;Je suis serein.&lt;br /&gt;Penser à toi ne fait plus de mal.&lt;br /&gt;De mieux en mieux.&lt;br /&gt;N'oublie pas de &lt;a href="http://carroline.hazard.free.fr/2002_01_01_vieillesdemoiselles.html#9088158"&gt;lire &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Reste à trouver un temps.&lt;br /&gt;Le temps...&lt;br /&gt;Aussi doux que ces instants, que nous leurs volons&lt;br /&gt;Déja deux jours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-9134742?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/9134742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/9134742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9134742' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-9066218</id><published>2002-01-26T15:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-28T00:33:16.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"pour exagèrer si je veux.&lt;br /&gt;Pour ne rien faire de mieux en mieux.&lt;br /&gt;En profondeur, sans etre hors-jeu.&lt;br /&gt;Pour tout ça, je reste un peu."&lt;br /&gt;je crève.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-9066218?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/9066218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/9066218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#9066218' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-9032519</id><published>2002-01-25T10:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-25T12:18:19.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"J'aimerais que tu disparaisses,&lt;br /&gt;et reviennes 24 ans plus tot."&lt;br /&gt;C'est inscrit dans le contrat de maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;Cela exclu la réparation sur site.&lt;br /&gt;Réparties cinglantes.&lt;br /&gt;Ici et la.&lt;br /&gt;Ici, cela fait mal.&lt;br /&gt;Chercher une solution, à un probleme qui n'existe pas.&lt;br /&gt;Je sais aussi qu'il'y a eu une réunion.&lt;br /&gt;De filles.&lt;br /&gt;J'ignore son issue.&lt;br /&gt;L'ultimatum est tombé hier soir à mon retour.&lt;br /&gt;J'ai regardé l'échéancier.&lt;br /&gt;Parlé d'affection.&lt;br /&gt;Quantifier.&lt;br /&gt;Obtenir un cessez-le feu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caribourecords.com/media/cdCovers/fullSize/inconnu.jpg"&gt;Imaginer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The war is over.&lt;br /&gt;Retrouver le temps.&lt;br /&gt;Avoir du temps.&lt;br /&gt;Calme comme tu dis.&lt;br /&gt;Si calme.&lt;br /&gt;Tes bras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.firstchurch.org/sermons/jjd/gifs/cross3.gif"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Penser&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panser.&lt;br /&gt;Dis te croiser ce soir.&lt;br /&gt;Dis.......&lt;br /&gt;je t'en prie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-9032519?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/9032519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/9032519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#9032519' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-8976294</id><published>2002-01-23T20:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-23T22:56:59.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tot ce matin.&lt;br /&gt;Partir sans bruit, sans mot.&lt;br /&gt;Le froid.&lt;br /&gt;Parcourir la faible distance.&lt;br /&gt;Rentrer sans bruit, sans mot.&lt;br /&gt;Cet après-midi.&lt;br /&gt;Parfois, les choses glissent.&lt;br /&gt;Sans mot.&lt;br /&gt;100 mots.&lt;br /&gt;Sans maux.&lt;br /&gt;doux reve.&lt;br /&gt;Tristesse.&lt;br /&gt;Aucune culpabilité.&lt;br /&gt;Tristesse de toi.&lt;br /&gt;Tristesse de moi.&lt;br /&gt;Tristesse de elle.&lt;br /&gt;Les choses sont dites.&lt;br /&gt;J'aurais aime differement.&lt;br /&gt;J'aimerais savoir vous aimer.&lt;br /&gt;Mieux, que nous nous comprenions encore.&lt;br /&gt;Encore.&lt;br /&gt;J'ai peur.&lt;br /&gt;Excusez-moi.&lt;br /&gt;NO CHOICE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tecfa.unige.ch/themes/FAQ-FL/images/yeux_attaques.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-8976294?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8976294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8976294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#8976294' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-8907533</id><published>2002-01-21T20:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-21T20:44:28.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Te croiser.&lt;br /&gt;J'ai aimé.&lt;br /&gt;Toi et moi dehors.&lt;br /&gt;En plein jour.&lt;br /&gt;Après cette après-midi.&lt;br /&gt;Je le savais.&lt;br /&gt;L'esperait.&lt;br /&gt;Sentir ta main, ta retenue.&lt;br /&gt;Plein de toi, encore.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; moi qui est envie.&lt;br /&gt;De toi.&lt;br /&gt;De&lt;a href="http://www.tartans.com/g/fairy.jpg"&gt;........&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que cela se sache.&lt;br /&gt;De.......&lt;br /&gt;BON POUR EDITION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Pas toi?&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-8907533?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8907533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8907533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#8907533' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-8871644</id><published>2002-01-20T17:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-20T17:19:46.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mimétisme.&lt;br /&gt;Je pense.&lt;br /&gt;Quand meme.&lt;br /&gt;Ma tete s'incline.&lt;br /&gt;Et tes yeux brillent.&lt;br /&gt;De cette façon, si particulière.&lt;br /&gt;Quand meme.&lt;br /&gt;Le son, si léger.&lt;br /&gt;Une pointe d'interrogation, a peine.&lt;br /&gt;Quand meme.&lt;br /&gt;Quand meme.&lt;br /&gt;Demain.&lt;br /&gt;Quand m'aime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-8871644?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8871644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8871644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#8871644' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-8870049</id><published>2002-01-20T15:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-20T16:53:45.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vendredi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allez si loin alors que nous sommes si proches.&lt;br /&gt;Ce venissage'insipide.&lt;br /&gt;Puis ce bar.&lt;br /&gt;Avec ces deux étudiants, (genre sociologie) qui disserte sur l'amour.&lt;br /&gt;J'ai envie de les interrompre, de leur dire qu'ils se trompent.&lt;br /&gt;Attente.&lt;br /&gt;Le bus qui n'arrive pas.&lt;br /&gt;Plus jamais ça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samedi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.rona-hartner.com/Welcome/gd02.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retardé au maximum le moment de me lever.&lt;br /&gt;Je craignais le pire.&lt;br /&gt;Amertume de la veille.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.w3.org/Icons/trash.jpg"&gt;Il me fallait &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" je t'embrasse&lt;br /&gt;serrée contre toi&lt;br /&gt;je t'entends respirer&lt;br /&gt;tu me manques....."&lt;br /&gt;Deux fois.&lt;br /&gt;Trés fort.&lt;br /&gt;De long silence.&lt;br /&gt;QUAND MEME.&lt;br /&gt;Quand m'aime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-8870049?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8870049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8870049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#8870049' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-8842265</id><published>2002-01-19T13:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-20T15:38:47.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.rona-hartner.com/Welcome/Music/Music_Telechargement/D10.rm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www-viz.tamu.edu/faculty/lurleen/main/fever.jpg"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-8842265?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8842265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8842265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_01_13_archive.html#8842265' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-8795842</id><published>2002-01-17T23:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-18T00:26:55.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Je sais pas, je pense au quotidien.&lt;br /&gt;J'arrive pas à l'envisager.&lt;br /&gt;En ai-je vraiment envie.&lt;br /&gt;Oui .&lt;br /&gt;Et là, j'assure plus.&lt;br /&gt;Je sais.&lt;br /&gt;Nous n'en parlons pas.&lt;br /&gt;Pause.......................&lt;br /&gt;................................&lt;br /&gt;Notre conversation, nos confidences.&lt;br /&gt;................................&lt;br /&gt;Ta voix à nouveau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.isuma.net/v02n01/heintzman/heintzman.gif"&gt;Demain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-8795842?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8795842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8795842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_01_13_archive.html#8795842' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-8758896</id><published>2002-01-16T21:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-16T23:45:41.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Un jour.&lt;br /&gt;Nous sortirons.&lt;br /&gt;Oui un après-midi,&lt;br /&gt;ou un soir&lt;br /&gt;Dehors.&lt;br /&gt;Presque intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.billviola.com/water.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je fais ou j'essaie de faire&lt;br /&gt;abstraction des environements&lt;br /&gt;que je provoque ou que je cotoie.&lt;br /&gt;(meme si cela semble difficile).&lt;br /&gt;Intact.&lt;br /&gt;Les ravages de tes mains et de nos silences.&lt;br /&gt;Je raccroche.&lt;br /&gt;Ta voix.&lt;br /&gt;Et je suis toujours muet.&lt;br /&gt;Juste une esquisse de frisson,&lt;br /&gt;que je n'ai meme pas besoin de prolonger&lt;br /&gt;tellement  je suis plein de toi.&lt;br /&gt;Désolé...&lt;br /&gt;Nos regards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-8758896?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8758896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8758896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_01_13_archive.html#8758896' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-8691940</id><published>2002-01-14T22:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-14T22:47:33.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"je t'attends cet après-midi&lt;br /&gt;j'ai trouvé un fallacieux pretexte&lt;br /&gt;tu me manques tellement&lt;br /&gt;c'est si beau ....&lt;br /&gt;je t'embrasse&lt;br /&gt;t'enlace"&lt;br /&gt;Maintenant le mot est dit&lt;br /&gt;Je voulais pas.&lt;br /&gt;Je savais ce que cela allait provoqué.&lt;br /&gt;De fait, on se tait.&lt;br /&gt;(non, pas tant que cela )&lt;br /&gt;Samedi il y avait deux carcasses de voitures calcinées.&lt;br /&gt;Quand nous sommes sorti,&lt;br /&gt;cet apres midi nous avons noté la lumière, &lt;br /&gt;et ils avaient fait le ménage.&lt;br /&gt;jf&lt;br /&gt;Deux touches en braille.&lt;br /&gt;(peut etre pas sur mac)&lt;br /&gt;Tu me rendras compatible.&lt;br /&gt;Little fairy&lt;br /&gt;Tout.&lt;br /&gt;J'ai froid.&lt;br /&gt;Dormir habillé.&lt;br /&gt;Le printemps, le temps ou les garçons bandent.&lt;br /&gt;Je reve d'un orage, au sein duquelle me lover.&lt;br /&gt;Toi &amp; moi contre toi&lt;br /&gt;Toi &amp; moi contre moi&lt;br /&gt;Toi &amp; moi dans toi&lt;br /&gt;Toi &amp; moi dans moi&lt;br /&gt;Demain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-8691940?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8691940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8691940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_01_13_archive.html#8691940' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-8651628</id><published>2002-01-13T16:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-22T00:19:27.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vendredi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17h45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exterieur&lt;br /&gt;Je parle.Ils me regardent.&lt;br /&gt;Je pense qu'ils savent.&lt;br /&gt;Ils ont l'air si désesperé.&lt;br /&gt;Nous ne nous sommes pas croisés.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22h00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le noeud se reforme.&lt;br /&gt;Un verre de plus.&lt;br /&gt;J'appelle pas.&lt;br /&gt;Je veux plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23h00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai tout bloqué&lt;br /&gt;L'alcool réveille les odeurs&lt;br /&gt;et je fantasme le toucher.&lt;br /&gt;je te pense sereinement pour la première fois peut-etre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23h30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Des que je bouge.&lt;br /&gt;J'exhale ton odeur.&lt;br /&gt;Je brule tout.&lt;br /&gt;Il ne m'en restera plus pour demain.&lt;br /&gt;Tu m'enrobes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samedi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12h00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rien &lt;br /&gt;Juste une sonnerie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15h00&lt;br /&gt;Place de la Comédie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D'un seul coup le noeud s'est reformé.&lt;br /&gt;Sueurs froides, tremblements que je n'arrive pas à arreter.&lt;br /&gt;Je me cache derriere mes mains.&lt;br /&gt;Les filles s'inquiètent.&lt;br /&gt;Je dissimule et j'essaie de te retrouver.&lt;br /&gt;You miss me, fairy.&lt;br /&gt;We are human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samedi ou plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'attends la fin de ce repas interminable.&lt;br /&gt;Je sais que cela va encore etre différent.&lt;br /&gt;Nous marchons.&lt;br /&gt;Secret, Dantec , Baise.&lt;br /&gt;Comment sommmes nous arrivé là?&lt;br /&gt;(surtout lui).&lt;br /&gt;Me reste tes lèvres sur mon ventre.&lt;br /&gt;La prochaine fois,&lt;br /&gt;parlerons nous cinema.&lt;br /&gt;Je ferme tes yeux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dimanche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12h00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Froid.&lt;br /&gt;L'hiver est rude cette année.&lt;br /&gt;Je grapille et j'arrive à retrouver des particules de nous.&lt;br /&gt;Es-tu sur la plage?&lt;br /&gt;J'effleure le clavier.&lt;br /&gt;J'attends .&lt;br /&gt;Formater.&lt;br /&gt;Je te baise.&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23h00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demain&lt;br /&gt;Dis,&lt;br /&gt;demain.&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep it with mine.&lt;br /&gt;Promis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tes lèvres............&lt;br /&gt;..........................&lt;br /&gt;...........................&lt;br /&gt;.........Aujourd'hui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-8651628?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8651628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8651628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_01_13_archive.html#8651628' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-8572882</id><published>2002-01-10T19:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-10T22:42:02.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Je suis bas.&lt;br /&gt;Tu étais si proche aujourd'hui.&lt;br /&gt;Et juste, ta voix, brièvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A demain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.burton-mccall.co.uk/exofficio/Media/Women%20AW/Travelon%20Pullover/Travelon-Pullover-Image.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.uni-dortmund.de/FB13/Soziologie/PerLe/PerLe-Logo3.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.centredessciencesontario.ca/plan/hrs_rates/images/clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-8572882?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8572882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8572882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_01_06_archive.html#8572882' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-8545930</id><published>2002-01-09T20:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-10T10:23:47.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Le puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu as essayé de le reconstituer.&lt;br /&gt;Tu as dit:&lt;br /&gt;"D'abord la bouche, puis les mains..."&lt;br /&gt;Puis on a perdu un bout en cours de route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai mis trop de temps à trouver le chemin &lt;br /&gt;que tu me montrais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.vipnet.org/images/h.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.vipnet.org/images/o.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.vipnet.org/images/l.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.vipnet.org/images/l.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vipnet.org/images/y.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.vipnet.org/images/y.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.vipnet.org/images/w.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.vipnet.org/images/o.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.vipnet.org/images/o.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.vipnet.org/images/d.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n'osant y croire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;img src="http://www.atelier-cezanne.com/images/atelier-cezanne.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s'il te plait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gnm.org/carissa/sampleimages/fear-large.gif"&gt;S IL TE PLAIT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s'il te plait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-8545930?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8545930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8545930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_01_06_archive.html#8545930' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-8538780</id><published>2002-01-09T14:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-13T16:06:40.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>écrit le [1/8/2002]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C’est après-midi j’ai &lt;a href="http://www.club-internet.fr/Images/Amour/Mysteres/Culture/fragments_p.gif"&gt;défragmenté&lt;/a&gt; mon disque dur&lt;br /&gt;Je sais pas pourquoi&lt;br /&gt;Je regardai fixement l’écran&lt;br /&gt;Je me suis dit que la vue des petits clusters se courrant après,&lt;br /&gt;me detendrait.&lt;br /&gt;En fait j’aurais pas du&lt;br /&gt;Tout marche encore, &lt;br /&gt;mais moins bien, plus comme avant.&lt;br /&gt;Et moi, je suis toujours aussi &lt;a href="http://www.rlg.org/preserv/diginews/images/v3n6fig5b.jpg"&gt;fragmenté&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;même éparpillé.&lt;br /&gt;J'arrive en puzzle, ce soir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-8538780?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8538780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8538780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_01_06_archive.html#8538780' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-8493948</id><published>2002-01-07T22:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-07T22:25:26.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>J'espère rever.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.digitalmuse.net/lostghawazee/Sara01-LGINtro-02.JPG"&gt;Orientale odalisque.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mes yeux embués.&lt;br /&gt;Me lover.&lt;br /&gt;Plus bouger&lt;br /&gt;Juste, juste.&lt;br /&gt;Surtout, surtout.&lt;br /&gt;Je réécoute toutes les love songs que j'ai en mémoire&lt;br /&gt;des vieux Dylan meme Elvis&lt;br /&gt;"I'm a passenger" &lt;br /&gt;Je sais pas de regrets&lt;br /&gt;Juste, juste le moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-8493948?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8493948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8493948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_01_06_archive.html#8493948' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-8482055</id><published>2002-01-07T14:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-07T15:12:14.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.paris-chaines.com/images/signalisation/montage/montage_1_et_2.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Te visiter, en toute liberté&lt;br /&gt;Ici l'ambiance est tendue.&lt;br /&gt;La plus petite me colle.&lt;br /&gt;Et la plus grande se ferme.&lt;br /&gt;Et moi je fais comme si rien ne s'était passé.&lt;br /&gt;Tout est si &lt;a href="http://home.urbanet.ch/urba9481/Images/labyrinthe.jpg"&gt;compliqué&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Te voir.&lt;br /&gt;Provoquer la crise.Mentir&lt;br /&gt;Je sais pas si te voir&lt;br /&gt;oui te voir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-8482055?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8482055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8482055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_01_06_archive.html#8482055' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-8463829</id><published>2002-01-06T22:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-06T22:01:47.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Je n'ai retrouvé que les paroles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vitaminic.fr/cgi-php/get_file.php3?modo=4&amp;bid=183605"&gt;J'écoute en boucle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je suis le petit chevalier&lt;br /&gt;Avec le ciel dessus mes yeux&lt;br /&gt;Je ne peux pas me effroyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je suis le petit chevalier&lt;br /&gt;Avec la terre dessous mes pieds&lt;br /&gt;J'irais te visiter&lt;br /&gt;J'irais te visiter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3270311-8463829?l=efleurescence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8463829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3270311/posts/default/8463829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://efleurescence.blogspot.com/2002_01_06_archive.html#8463829' title=''/><author><name>jfnm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3270311.post-8461935</id><published>2002-01-06T20:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2002-01-06T22:15:30.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Je suis rentré.&lt;br /&gt;Il y a maintenant 2 jours.&lt;br /&gt;Le froid m'a à nouveau envahi.&lt;br /&gt;Pas en permanence, par vagues, à n'importe quelle heure.&lt;br /&gt;Peu à peu des choses ont disparus.&lt;br /&gt;tout d'abord la fraicheur de &lt;a href="http://www.usine.ch/images/bouche.jpeg"&gt;tes lèvres&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;ça,c'était le lendemain soir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.avon.com.cn/PRODUCT/fragrance/naturalreactions/IMAGES/fragance-text_natur.gif"&gt;Puis ton odeur, ton parfum ce s'ont évaporés&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Pourtant, j'ai peu bougé, allongé, essayant de tout garder.&lt;br /&gt;Ce matin, il me restait le souvenir de scarifications invisibles que tu as traçé sur ma peau.&lt;br /&gt;Autant de sillons que j'aime à penser.&lt;br /&gt;Ce soir, il me reste le son de ta voix&lt;br /&gt;&amp; le souvenir de ton regard.&lt;br /&gt;Promis, j'imprimerais plus, j'imprimerais mieux.&lt;br /&gt;Promets moi.&lt;br /&gt;Pas de mal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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