My girlfriends confess before my camera, speak for me and clear the mist before my eyes. I seek refuge near the sea: it is my forgotten childhood, my mystery, the sacred tomb of poetry. I share the terrain of this intimate film with Ammar, who captures Youssef, my husband on camera and returns him to me laden with his paintings and his gentile exile. Ammar helps me to act and to put the films I dreamt of making into a single film. A film like a puzzle in black and white, made up of journeys and returns that speak of prison and exile, the past and the present, love and death. A film that speaks of the importance of poetry.