#la parfumerie

[lazyblow]

[lazyblow]

[fallanfallan]

NeXT show : solo @ la parfumerie / Geneva 12 septembre / 22h30

[noplaceformaidspoetry]

La Parfumerie

Withered like the evening rose,

His eyes were lilac dim.

Behind the counter, in twilight repose,

I first was brought to him.

Where jasmine vials glowed from their nest

In boxes lined with silk

The air seemed honey-tainted

And cool as almond milk.

He spoke as if through spiderwebs,

Each word was soft and round.

He moved just like a hummingbird,

Barely touching ground.

And when the sun was sunken low-

The shop filled with bluebell heat-

He said that it was time to go

Back to the summer streets.