My Greta Garbo hat… j’attendrai….
I’m on bus 63…
Wearing my … Greta Garbo…
Hat…
The… “I want to be alone”… hat…
My… favourite…
We pass by the black iron gate… that’s on Boulevard Saint-Germain…
The place I know so well – that leads me to the love of my life…
I close my eyes…
My mind is drifting… drifting…
Feelings… feelings… feelings… of love…
Flooding my mind… my heart….
Where is… my love…
Where is he… now….
Africa… Mali… “Maroc”….
On a rocky mountain… in a jungle….
Brazil….?
Yes… he did mention Brazil – the last time I laid eyes on him…
He disdains hypocrisy… so…
The… sophisticated…
The… glamorous…
He would be found – in the wild…
Nature… is his God.
I… miss him.
I’m so… in the mood for love…
Simply because he’s… not… near me…
Is he… thinking of me….?
I will him… to….
He’s constantly in my thoughts… within me….
“Tout le temps”…
“Falling in love again…
Never wanted to…
What am I to do…
Can’t help it…”
Marlene Dietrich is singing huskily…
“Falling in love again…
…I know I’m not to blame…”
Where… am I….
I’m drifting… again…
Where is… my love….?
Is he climbing… a mighty mountain….
Is he… in some shanty town…
Indochine….?
I… adore him.
He’s powerful… yet has a humble disposition.
He’s… brilliant.
Intensely… intellectual….
Yet… he’s never happier… than when caring for a young orphan from Mali…..
He’s… special.
Unique.
He says… I’m the same.
Our souls… are intertwined….
Miss… miss… miss… him…
Our love… is…
Agony… and ecstasy….
When… we’re together…
We’re… ecstatic…
When… we’re apart…
It’s… agony…
The song “Je suis seule…” is going through my mind”…
“Je suis seule ce soir…
Avec mes rêves
Je suis seule ce soir
Sans ton amour
J’ai perdu l’espoir
De ton retour
Et pourtant je t’aime encore et pour toujours
Ne me laisse pas seul sans ton amour.”
“Je t’aime… j’ t’aime… j’ t’aime”…
Heaven… is in your eyes…
When you… meltingly look at me…
Is it… any wonder…
I’m madly in love… in the… exquisite labyrinths of my mind… with him…
When… will I see him again…?
He’s… so… far away…
Yet… we… are one…
“Mon… amour“…
Forget… the world…
The… Universe…
Forget… everything…
It’s… only…
“Moi… et… toi“…
You… and… Me…
“C’est… tout”
Combustibly… exciting…
Passionately… excruciating…
Until…
We… meet again…
My… love…
The bus… screeched to a halt…
Bringing me back… from… my reverie.
Under my… Greta Garbo… hat…
A solitary… tear drop… trickled down my cheek bones…
Only… only….
“My eyes… were the eyes…
Of… a woman…
In… love“…
Madly… deeply… crazily… in love….
My face…
Radiant.
My demeanour…
Embracing…
The… agony…
The… ecstasy…
That… is…
Our… love…
“J’attendrai…
Le jour et la nuit
J’attendrai…
Toujours…
Ton retour”.
I will always… love you…
I will… wait for you…
“J’attendrai…
Mon coeur“…
a.