20.12.22

Profane dreams

This silence is the soft rumour that cames before the scene opens and the play starts.

One must get in silently in every spaces that once have been sacred or still are.

Sacred silence is respect towards love and other sensible senses that remain,

when we have reached the moment to just look in the eyes and embrace memories, smiling at past and present feelings.

All is sacred when nuptial vows last the eternity on. The night is our sacred time, so it seems.

But tonight your body and soul are just the altar of my profane dreams. 

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