Don't weep, darling...
Don't tear yourself apart...
Alone at your leaky apartment,
I know you're
locking out the light
Shivering in the quiet.
Soaking your sleeves in tears and
Chilling yourself with misery to the bone...
Darling,
I am with you always.
I am yours.
Always.
My final bow ended in your arms.
The final and single chance to be a 'real actress'...
My only dream
In its final repose.
The end in my greatest gain.
My greatest love.
With you.
Don't weep, darling...
You brought me to life.
No longer a prisoner of the show-girls,
nights of ecstasy laced with
the crying of souls...
No longer a caged bird with broken wings
and thousands of
dreams...
No longer a woman draped in the musk of old cologne
smoky bars and sweaty beads of booze...
No longer, darling...
For now I am a woman
whose heart
belongs to
you.
Dry your eyes, darling.
Open the heavy wooden-paned window.
Let the light in.
Awaken your tired eyes
Stretch your arms and greet the day.
Say hello to the world, Christian.
Breathe life into your works.
Write. Publish. Love.
Love, darling, love...
Above all...
Love.
Satine
I really like this. Great movie.
ReplyDeleteI think this could be a little more concise. It seems a little wordy in places like at the part about "being a real actress"
Otherwise I like this a lot.