Are you this man - unknown, uninvited, unexpected? Were you the perfect stranger in the suit, standing there, in the gallery - maybe smiling?

What could your eyes see? What was in your mind? Were you enjoying the view? What were you thinking about? Were you recalling something? Were you waiting for somebody?

I met a perfect stranger for the first time on Monday, January 16th, 2012, about midnight. They say sometimes, you're not aware of what you're needing until somebody else shows it to you; sometimes, you don't know you were missing something, until you happen to find it in a perfect stranger.

I dedicate this blog to my perfect stranger. Diego, Max, Jurgen - whatever your name is and whoever you might be, all I can say to you now is: «Enchantée. Thank you for meeting me, too. My pleasure.»

mardi, février 07, 2012

Secretly whispered to Diego (from Nadine)

TOMORROW NEVER DIES


Darlin' I'm killed
I'm in a puddle on the floor
Waiting for you
To return

Oh, what a trill
Vacillations good Lord
How to tease?
How you leave me to burn?

It's so deadly my dear
The power of wanting you near

Until the day
Until the world falls away
Until you say, there will no more goodbyes
I see it in your eyes
Tomorrow never dies

Darling you won
It's no fun
Martinis, girls and guns
It's murder on our love affair

You bet your life
Every night
While you chase every morning die
You're not the only spy out there

It's so deadly my dear
The power of wanting you near

Until the day
Until the world falls away
Until you say, there will no more goodbyes
I see it in your eyes
Tomorrow never dies

Until the day
Until the world falls away
Until you say, there will no more goodbyes
I see it in your eyes

Until the day…
Until the day…
Until the day…

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