ROUGE

Rouge is ...
the sound of a melancholic melody ...
the smell of our insatiable desires ...
the feeling of "One Red Rose", but ...
charge of all the pain caused by his every plug ...

Rouge is ...
the hide behind a mask, to defend themselves, knowing that the only ones who can inflict the fatal wound, we are "ourselves" ...

Rouge is ...
the contradiction is ... the body from the deepest red of passion, to the blackest depths of the night ...

Rouge is ...
a praise to the woman, the life that she is ...
and simultaneously,
is a howl of rage, to his "very nature"