Tequila

I tried to make you happy
But you got so damn depressed
I watch you paint your lips
And put on that fucking dress
But you couldn't paint a smile
Or even laughing lines
So you walk out the open door
Slamming for your last time

You're the salt with my tequila
You're the lemon in my eye
I'm sick of all the tension
And all your fucking lies
I tried to understand you
Tried to open up the doors
But you shut me out of your life
When you're passed out on the floor.

Un homme

I wished a star
To fall for me
I wished a star
To light my way.

A star
I do not have.

I wished the sun
To shine for me
I wished the sun
To light my days.

The sun
I do not have.


I wished a man
To love me
I wished a man
To light my way.

A man
I do have.

Amelie Bouiscim

Dahlia

As blue as a
Dahlia
So rare.
A meeting of strangers
Twice met.
Sitting upon a ledge
An observer
Could n’er see
An embrace of souls
Found again.
A dahlia
Of petals
That wilt at a touch
Blinded by melting hearts
Two collide
An emergence of thought
Fireworks
Over an ocean
Could not describe.

- Amelie Bouiscim