Lui Niche Paris – Countess
Meeting Countess I know is an incomparable mystic and I must act in a way that she does not find out my heart is conquered by her. But I do not know whether my eyes can conceal my impatience? Moments pass by and every second makes my heart beat faster. I see her, as if migrating cranes leave me in the soil of bergamot orchards. I approach her gently, remembering my childhood days, running in the plains full of jasmines and tuberoses. I am so bewildered by that adventuresome look of hers that I wish minutes had their feet in shackles so that these moments of craziness would pass slower.