FLYING AWAY WITH HER




Flowers reborn on a sunny wednesday afternoon.
Cherry blossom beauties under the blue sky.
And those roses, carmine red roses.
Deep in my heart they remain.

And, above all, that beloved Silver Screen,
a faithful lover called Cinema.
Reminding me of its old fashioned charm.

The Technicolor, the Vista-Vision,
the old Paramount studio lot.
The non diagestic sound, the violins.
All squeezed into one last image.
A Bird and a Lady.

All of it, now, orchestrating the ballet of my heartbeats.

A last kiss and the red curtains close.

THE END

Roll credits.

YELLE A TOUT POUR PLAIRE



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Matin de printemps.
Vent du Sud
Chaleur controlée.

Une mélodie ritmée et ritmique.
C'est "à cause des garçons",
Dit-elle.

Victimes de la Mode.
Victimes de l'Amour.
Victimes de la Dance.