Ghost Of You

It’s late and you’re in a bar in Tangier, for the last night with your lover. You squeeze together at a table in the corner. Candlelight casts shadows on the wall filled with frames of photographs and the signatures of dead rock stars and poets. Pressed closely against each other, the smell of your lover’s skin is intoxicating; citrus, cardamom and afternoon love. Voices in Arabic and French vie to be heard above ‘Castles Made of Sand.’ The crowd from the next table recognise your lover and slide a scrap of paper along the table to be autographed, along with a plate piled high with slices of orange and cardamom. You drink Arak and your cheeks flush. Beads of sweat trickle down your back. Your lover whispers to you and slowly kisses the back of your neck. Music spills out through the open doors; some songs familiar, some not. You know you must part in the morning, but you will remember these months and those nights... Much later, as the sun rises, limbs untangle and words of love are whispered. As you fall back into a half sleep, the ghost of you will remain with your lover as they make their way along the silent winding alleys of the medina to catch an early flight back to their other world.. Click to open the playlist from the last night at the bar in Tangier (you will first need to download Spotify) and the look through photographic mementos of those months while you listen...