Le Ballet

It happens out of the blue
In the middle of a colorless hour

A gesture, a smell, a look
That tears apart your decor

Suddenly, this heart that had almost forgotten you
Shows up at your door and starts knocking again

Watch out, the ballet is about to begin

You don't really understand what's happening
At first, you think it's a mistake

You avoid it and it reads you
Between desire and fear

You hear yourself saying meaningless phrases
No matter, words no longer matter

Because the ballet has begun

He puts on his finest clothes and honey in his voice
You become velvet and your jewels shine on you
He tells you poems and dreams of distant travels
You answer Florence, painting, impeccable images

Ladies and gentlemen, step forward

A glance at his back, his hips, when the gallant fades away
A look when she leans over and reveals a breast
She already knows his hands, the contours of his mouth
The curve of his back, which she noted discreetly

Because the ballet is about to come alive

He knows the codes and gives the right passwords
A little more alcohol and the armor falls
The keys to the bodies are given, finally the skins kiss
And time stops as long as grace lasts

Because the ballet is soon over
And real life will begin
And yes - real life