Faces moving here and there in circles, hugging each other feeling young again. The quiet but constant steps, the deep gazes and my heart dancing at an unknown rhythm. The uncertainty destroys hammering the monotony, me, I exist without time.
The coffee was black as usual, almost no sugar. This time the music did not match with the idea I had in mind about what I thought it should have been played. A blurry image, chattering, dark wavy hair in front of me, lips being licked looking for moisture. “You are a mess,” I thought. We could have focused on our typical conversations, but your mouth was in denial and the words died in your lips. My attempts of changing the topic failed. It was too late to stay up all night. “I will leave soon, you don’t have to worry,” I mumbled. My eyes were burning, although that was not really important to me. I wanted the moment to last.
I find you in the vast forest. A fallen branch lights the other ones; I collect them one by one and they paint my skin, eyes, breast and soul golden. You are in a sanctuary vibrating with your cords made of gold. The fairies dance around you. Hypnotized, I burn.