September 2010: Sabrina Biancuzzi

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Lying on the bed, daydreaming
I could hear time
I was thinking about last night
Those women we saw
A light perfume that stays on the skin
Sweet solitude, in this room
Where, in passing,
Life flows
I doze off,
But my sleep is not tranquil
I feel like I’m being watched
And all of a sudden
As if surfacing from somewhere else,
I open my eyes and see you
Your image overruns the room
Erasing everything that was left there
You look at me, straight at me
Like that that day in September 87
You say nothing
I know everything.

Hôtel des Grands Hommes
September 2010