The blue hour

the light changes

do you wake up or fall asleep

at dusk, thoughts crystallize

drops become dreams

sealed with surface tension

in the hum, memories change color

and the blue manifests itself

skirt hem greets

the clouds make love

mothers hurt their conscience

one blue moment

and the dream is about someone else

in the shifting light

you wake up or fall asleep

in the dusk

thoughts crystallize

drops become dreams

sealed with the tension of a surface

in the twilight

memories change colors

and the bluish tones make an appearance

skirts greet each other

clouds make love

mothers ache over their conscience

one blue moment

and the dream is about someone else

Photos by: Sisters Lumiere