G.D. and I met in May 2020, on Tinder, in the middle of a pandemic. Soon, poetry became our way of communicating our feelings for eachother, as the months went by, with a 8 509 km separating his city in Brazil from so called ”Montréal, Canada”. This site is an artistic testimony of this strange yet passionate virtual love that kept growing with each passing day.

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Premier baiser

The Dream Tree

March 3rd 2021

La dépression au temps du Covid

Se languir


Um portal

17 mai 2020, Hôpital de Chicoutimi

Sarah Nove Gauthier

Poet, artist and lover



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March 3rd 2021

When the night comes unexpectedly
it’s your hair that I see
I abstract myself from reality
and imagine your eyes before me

This strength makes me think of your hands
I feel them warm, soft and alive
the moment I play this movie
you exist, here you are

I know the Atlantic Ocean could take me
with its currents and its wind
to the coast I wish
but the weather is stormy, unsuitable fo that

Life however, is not over, but it is a constant process
and you enrich the movement, the beauty of time
you are the night, the clock and the tongue of tenderness