Carthage, Tunis, Airport. Arrivées

I have thought about let you go out. Keep a side, try to forget. How can I? All feeling, every memory, most of my time. Sun is shining, this yellow mood, brings the smell of yesterday.

I remember when we did not know about touch and caress. Was a magical moment, all our moments. You watched me, walked, you signed the exit for me, I did not know the right direction, you keep walking and looking at me.

"Same eyes" That´s all I could say that second, so serious and quiet moment, back to life, born again, start all over, the first breath.

Capucin, s´il vous plait. Capucin au Carthage.