Sending shivers through my head.
The room beckons us to leave...
Let's walk to the park,
On our way to the Louvre!
Half the day let's study the beautiful works
Tell me everything that comes to your mind.
In and out and up and down,
Through the clear pyramid, and back towards the park.
Let's go see the green voluptuous stone breasts! You know,
Below the faces of the statues in the fountains
Where Marie Antoinette's head
Was severed.
See me and kiss me.
Conversations...
An ancient unknown person produces an extraordinary artifact. Bonaparte raids and brings it to the museum. The artist immortalizes.
We feel our own doom. She describes dilemmas. He listens intently, treasuring every phrase, every intonation, and every wave of emotive logic. "Don't try and fix everything, but try to feel everything," he reminds himself.
Hearing each other's stories, their minds' eyes grow wider, their comprehension of their differences increases, and their sympathy toward each other grows. The feeling is as intense as, but very different from, passionate sex.
They leave for a café but don't remember eating at all, or paying the bill. She wonders if her mate will eventually find her intellectually boring or physically unattractive. She mulls over chronic struggles across the families and what to do for her aging parents. Is it possible to properly raise her babies while maintaining a challenging career?
He searches his mind for insights, correlates, causality, remedy. Youth, gender, circumstance, social intelligence, self-interest, inertia, confusion, hope, resilience, determination, effort, focus, follow through, compassion, pity, togetherness, refuge, unconditional love. He revels in sending up questions to her beautiful mind, and watching it purr and churn and respond. But he doesn't tell her anything to do because he knows she understands it all anyway.
And he, just wants to talk about building a magnificent enterprise that will improve millions of lives, be immensely profitable, and outlive him. Everything else is already done -- success, family and friends. He wants her to join him on this adventure.
Back at the hotel on Champs Elysees, they make love, shower and dress for dinner. It's getting late. Their last supper at Montparnasse and afterwards they'll walk beside the Seine and listen to the revelers on the passing boats.
Staving off the inevitable.
Facing reality...
In the morning it's time to go home.
