Luleå:
where the cold bites,
but the people hug back
Kategori: Words
The moon looks different on the Riviera,
like it’s been rehearsing all day
The sky turned lavender,
and suddenly I believed
in miracles again
Every sunset on the Côte d’Azur
feels like a promise whispered in gold
The Riviera isn’t a destination
— it’s the memory of a dream
you haven’t had yet
The French Riviera
— where beauty hides
the ache of time
Some come for the sea,
others for the champagne.
I came to remember
who I am in the sunlight
The sun
doesn’t just shine
on the Riviera
— it performs
I’m not sick,
I’m just temporarily
more dramatic than usual
Monday, darling —
the show must go on,
even if the star hasn’t
had her coffee yet.