Antonija is back !

Mon cher Yves-Noël Genod,



« come, come, whoever you are.
wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving-it doesnt matter,
ours is not a caravan of despair
come, even if you have broken your (golden bough ) a hundred times,
come, come again, come. »



I simply wonder if our time has come.
After many midnights and maybes, and some years now !!
my love for you has not lost its shininess,
it still has a lot of shininess. A fluorescent gray.


X,
Antonija Livingstone