In my subconscious
Searched to equilibrate water in my head
To know if we cared enough
Hazy images appeared in the shadows
It seemed a mascara, black liquid eyeliner, face foundation, white teeth,
Pointed shoes, maybe sneakers, a dark horse,
A Parisian chick, a scythe, a dark red coffin, a wolf, a snake
tu es l'amour de ma vie
This gale-force wind like dream
I would still love it
If only—
To wake up next to you
Arms locked one morning
To meet your sleepy eyes and kiss your warm coveted lips.