WEBVTT 00:00:02.970 --> 00:00:07.469 Embrace. Spring is here, Paris. It's hardly April 00:00:07.469 --> 00:00:09.650 and I haven't seen you for almost three weeks 00:00:09.650 --> 00:00:13.289 now. But the ducks and the Egyptian geese have 00:00:13.289 --> 00:00:16.769 been coming to rest on my pier at night. And 00:00:16.769 --> 00:00:19.550 the recent agony has completely been erased from 00:00:19.550 --> 00:00:24.850 my nights. Almost all my nights. And as the new 00:00:24.850 --> 00:00:28.350 season has started on the Thames, so has the 00:00:28.350 --> 00:00:33.899 new games. joyful ones, and the new gaze as hopeful 00:00:33.899 --> 00:00:38.880 as them. Oh, Paris, amidst all this chaos in 00:00:38.880 --> 00:00:42.500 the world, do lovers have a chance but for their 00:00:42.500 --> 00:00:47.479 own requiem? The sun still arrives with crispy, 00:00:47.640 --> 00:00:52.560 rarely still, air. My chest is less constricted, 00:00:52.560 --> 00:00:56.859 my breathing slow and effortlessly controlled: 00:00:57.539 --> 00:01:03.250 the heart is engorged. My smile arises from the 00:01:03.250 --> 00:01:06.310 engorgement as my mind touches everything that 00:01:06.310 --> 00:01:10.629 feels warm, that feels fresh, that feels budding. 00:01:10.629 --> 00:01:16.769 In a couple of days, Paris, our body will entwine 00:01:16.769 --> 00:01:21.090 once again allowing my soul to expand yet again. 00:01:21.090 --> 00:01:26.230 In a couple of days, all the songs you've blessed 00:01:26.230 --> 00:01:29.609 me with will find their new meaning as I walk 00:01:29.609 --> 00:01:33.829 your grounds with newly inhaled joy and contentment. 00:01:35.269 --> 00:01:40.469 Romance is possible once again. If only for a 00:01:40.469 --> 00:01:45.989 season. If only for an era. If only for the nights 00:01:45.989 --> 00:01:49.090 that put to rest the air of sadness and closes 00:01:49.090 --> 00:01:53.010 the gap between my body and my ideas of freedom. 00:01:54.120 --> 00:01:58.819 Like our inevitable occasional separation Paris, 00:01:59.120 --> 00:02:02.719 our constant entanglement opens for me new paths, 00:02:03.079 --> 00:02:08.080 new windows for my mind to gaze through, and 00:02:08.080 --> 00:02:12.240 new doors for my heart to walk through. Oh, how 00:02:12.240 --> 00:02:16.879 bloody exhilarating! My nonchalantly rebellious 00:02:16.879 --> 00:02:20.419 daughter slash bestie is coming with me on free 00:02:20.419 --> 00:02:23.580 return Eurostar voucher (perks of being in 'star' 00:02:23.580 --> 00:02:27.000 leveln - I meant 'étoile', and stay with us for just 00:02:27.000 --> 00:02:31.680 under a week. And this alone brings extra joy 00:02:31.680 --> 00:02:36.740 to my reaching for your embrace. There will be 00:02:36.740 --> 00:02:39.400 an art exhibition opening to prepare and get 00:02:39.400 --> 00:02:42.819 involved in. And there will possibly be an artist 00:02:42.819 --> 00:02:46.300 interview to film. There will be suppers among 00:02:46.300 --> 00:02:51.039 friends and café rendezvous in between. There 00:02:51.039 --> 00:02:54.219 will be conversations my senses are ready to 00:02:54.219 --> 00:02:58.479 indulge in immoderately and perhaps a picnic 00:02:58.479 --> 00:03:02.919 not far from Pond Neuf. There will be a new layout 00:03:02.919 --> 00:03:06.780 and a book cover by my designer to discuss. If 00:03:06.780 --> 00:03:09.340 I'm really lucky, there will also be walking 00:03:09.340 --> 00:03:14.280 along your river Seine, solemnly, undividedly, 00:03:14.379 --> 00:03:18.979 perhaps even on my own, consuming your embrace. 00:03:19.960 --> 00:03:25.879 Almost greedily. Almost greedily, Paris. I am 00:03:25.879 --> 00:03:29.400 consuming everything that is beautiful and temporary 00:03:29.400 --> 00:03:33.120 this morning has to offer for me. Everything 00:03:33.120 --> 00:03:37.680 that is music. Everything that is light. Everything 00:03:37.680 --> 00:03:41.740 that is warm. Everything that is carnal. And 00:03:41.740 --> 00:03:45.120 in the process, I feel your embrace embodied. 00:03:46.539 --> 00:03:51.620 Who knew love isn't in anything eternal? Who 00:03:51.620 --> 00:03:55.259 knew that as the objects come and pass, love 00:03:55.259 --> 00:04:00.639 travels so that it has a chance to evolve? I'm 00:04:00.639 --> 00:04:05.719 embracing my evolving love, Paris, for you and 00:04:05.719 --> 00:04:08.539 for everything and everyone that come between 00:04:08.539 --> 00:04:14.889 us, in spite of us. I'm infusing everything that 00:04:14.889 --> 00:04:17.870 belongs within me back from my surroundings, 00:04:18.050 --> 00:04:22.829 from everything that touches my skin, from every 00:04:22.829 --> 00:04:26.750 scent that comes about my way, from every view 00:04:26.750 --> 00:04:30.889 that encounters my eyes, from every sound that 00:04:30.889 --> 00:04:37.649 enters my ears. I am with love; therefore, I 00:04:37.649 --> 00:04:42.490 am myself. Time to let the guards down, Paris. 00:04:43.389 --> 00:04:46.790 It's time to open all the locks and let the river 00:04:46.790 --> 00:04:50.629 flows freely along with every boat that has managed 00:04:50.629 --> 00:04:54.529 to take their place in the middle. At least for 00:04:54.529 --> 00:04:59.170 a while. Amidst the chaos beyond the television 00:04:59.170 --> 00:05:05.129 we no longer own, let my thinking halt. If only 00:05:05.129 --> 00:05:11.480 for a moment. If only for a gleaming spot. In 00:05:11.480 --> 00:05:13.899 the distance between the carnal and the eternal, 00:05:14.199 --> 00:05:21.800 let me possess your embrace. Londres, March 29, 00:05:22.160 --> 00:05:25.500 1026. Je t 'embrasse.