ZIZALIE

When we are all here, when I can hear the endless tide of the Swing, I believe in « all possible » in life. Am I afraid ? Oh yes… only because I would like our moments to be eternal. And they are, in many ways… when you stop breathing at the end of a song, this thick silence like a discrete outburst of our love, our melted feelings carried in a parallel world. When I can see your smiles, your tears, your hand taking another hand, your peaceful face, I feel so thankful that I catch every second of it to turn it into eternity. When the lights are low, I send you all my shinning love, Zizalie.