Poetique

I’m in the bathroom looking at the clock. Makeup, face, hands.

A pale pink nail varnish.
Outside night falls as I climb in the car and leave. Excited, I shake.
We have a date at a bar on the beach. The atmosphere is soft and I can’t see him. He suddenly closes my eyes from behind.

DISCOVER THE FLOOR

I’m dreaming.

He has a soft green gaze. Candlelit dinner.

Lanterns like fireflies. We talk all night long, amidst the sand lifted by the wind.
A little further and the sea is a black mirror, we walk along the water’s edge and then dive in. The water is warm, he kisses me and I kiss him back.
On the horizon the moon beams are reflected like a kaleidoscope.

Our lips are a soft red.



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