See em? Those little gentle wings? They stroke the walls, tickle the ceiling...
fly now ! How beautiful you flap, when those wings pass through the room, when you dance on air.
AIR – THIS IS ALL YOU NEED.
And light? What about the light? Gimme light so i can shine. A small prayer to lift the spirit. Gimme light. I want to put on that corsage of sewn pieces of shadow, while i shimmer through your sigh.
La petite grAnde et sOHfie
