Saturday, June 03, 2006
she hides behind the telephone booth,
waiting-
sun rays tracing a beautiful silhouette beneath her.
She is perhaps not as innocent as
the stark whiteness of the booth,
of her dress.
Like the faint black polka dots suggest
a more human facade; sins.
yet that this imperfection makes
it even more heartbreaking.
un moment à se rappeler
. a moment to remember.
