#faïda

[llosna]

I am having some fun with Melana backstory

(yes I know I wrote freedom wrong)

[drjacquescoulardeau]

Jacques Coulardeau & Paris @AmazonKindle (2)   Right at the Bottom of the Urn [Kindle Edition] Jacques COULARDEAU (Author),  Annunzio COULARDEAU (Illustrator)  

The score is full of notes, filled with notes, notes and bars that have no shape at first, except going up and down, at times clustered in bunches here and there. The composer looks at his score, perfectly and neatly printed in world-class toner on the paper. And he has the sudden envy – and he has that sudden envy every single time he comes to the end of a composition – to be able to take it and shake it and rearrange it all haphazardly, maybe one day even empty it into the kitchen drain or flush all those notes down the toilet in the bathroom. Good riddance.

 To Ivan Eve,

at a time when the sky was all smiles

 From his Lord Wotton

at a time when he fell for Dorian Gray

the toy of the Lord Shiva of all Perdition

preparing for the shiva’h of his youth

lost in the seven veils of his maturity

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  PARIS MY DISAMOUR FARE THEE WELL SOUVENIR

 Paris t’es fini

Et dir’ que t’étais

Mon dernier amour

Paris forever

Buried gone

Forever smashed

 Mathieu came first

The son of a Commie

Vain in his suburb

Sure in his future

Provocative proud

Love for him was

Whisky Vodka Cognac

Wine Beer laced with Hashish

And girls on top

When he was drunk

 Paris t’es fini

Et dir’ que t’étais

Mon dernier amour

Paris forever

Buried gone

Forever smashed

 Then came Tiphaine

Delicate dainty

Mummy a doctor

Daddy an engineer

She liked kissing

Long long endlessly long

She loved nudity

She enjoyed perversity

I was her desert bowl

For ice cream and yogurt

 Paris t’es fini

Et dir’ que t’étais

Mon dernier amour

Paris forever

Buried gone

Forever smashed

 I moved to Sofiane

An Arab a Moslem

No alcohol no sex

Just love in the eyes

Love in the words of the mouth

Love in the fear

The desire the awe

Of loving and being loved

Don’t touch don’t hug

Uncorporeal love

 Paris t’es fini

Et dir’ que t’étais

Mon dernier amour

Paris forever

Buried gone

Forever smashed

 I wanted something

Carnal and bloody

Muriel was the trip

She loves with her teeth

With her nails she streaks

My back with scratches

Deep, red, oozing

Blood exquisite pain

Orgasm tons of cum

Gooey pussy juice

All over my prick

 Paris t’es fini

Et dir’ que t’étais

Mon dernier amour

Paris forever

Buried gone

Forever smashed

 It took me at least

Two weeks to survive

I looked for Ivan

The terrible shy skater

His eyes disrobe you

His voice skins your mind

But no sex please

We are Slavonic

The lull of a lullaby

The charm of hypnosis

 Paris t’es fini

Et dir’ que t’étais

Mon dernier amour

Paris forever

Buried gone

Forever smashed

 I needed exoticism

So I went to Faïda

Black, plump, thrilling

Direct to the point

And the point is my prick

Direct to the point

And the point is to cum

There is no secrecy

It is right away out public

I enjoy being a toy

 Paris t’es fini

Et dir’ que t’étais

Mon dernier amour

Paris forever

Buried gone

Forever smashed

 But Sometimes I like

Privacy and shadow

I had an affair with

The ghostlike Evelyne

For the world she is a virgin

For everyone she is a prude

For everybody she is modest

But for me she is flesh

She likes flesh and sweat

She can cum hours on end

 Paris t’es fini

Et dir’ que t’étais

Mon dernier amour

Paris forever

Buried gone

Forever smashed

 Then I was exhausted

I could not bone any more

For days I needed a rest

I needed a friend

One that does not jump

And rapes others instantly

One I could love

With my heart my soul

One that could love with his heart

And that one was Arthur

 Paris t’es fini

Et dir’ que t’étais

Mon dernier amour

Paris forever

Buried gone

Forever smashed

 Jacques COULARDEAU

[chroniqueslitterairesafricaines]

Une chronique de Faïda Boina sur le recueil de poésie de Khalil Diallo. Avis.

[ettoiliste59]

Mondial des Cadettes : La Tunisie termine à la 16ème place

Mondial des Cadettes : La Tunisie termine à la 16ème place

Le Mondial de Pologne a pris fin, pour nos Cadettes du moins, qui ont terminé l’épreuve à la 16ème place du classement général derrière l’Autriche, leur vainqueur de jeudi dernier. Sept buts ont séparé les deux équipes au coup de sifflet final (25 – 32) après une première mi-temps conclue sur le score de 19 – 12 pour les Autrichiennes.

Encore une fois, Faïda  Aouij s’est illustrée…

[llosna]

Sae (blue) and Faïda (pink) being silly kids

Just a fast sketch, I liked the dialogue and wanted to draw it aha

(audio is from Katya and Trixie's show)

[llosna]

Girls in clothes <3

[llosna]

Faïda Madi in a party, she may or may not be flirting