Here we have landed within the bright stars,
But my world remains beneath the night sky.
Women are from Venus, men from the Mars,
Touched by the red-aura, all notions lie.
The clearest blue of sky and the sea,
The purity has left us conflicted.
We keep wondering where our souls could be
Collided and our spirits uplifted
Blue layers call our names; “why did you leave”
Breathing slowly, we keep reminiscing
The red planet’s own Adam and his Eve
“You are far from home, my dear earthling”
Reality from imagination
But none left to observe man’s last mission
La Visage de Femme 