The Journal of Armona - The Kiss Kiss
Now we kiss on the mouth up to his neck in water and waves at times overwhelm us because we are at the limit of having foot. Your kisses are salty and I let myself float suspended at you, almost snorkeling, the sea is cold and the hot sun has long since started to recede in a few minutes he will blush. I say light! it would be nice if they extinguished light. We would be more than two of us on this beach overrun with tourists of all kinds, all backgrounds and colors, some have started burning, dragging behind cohorts of children barefoot dirty and noisy.
Would you have thought this possible when we first met a few months ago, in the heart of the continental winter, deep in the end of Europe to a few kilometers from the glaze, which served as the border between unlikely Ukraine and Romania, cartoon border, so at the end of the world, the icy road was straight on the plain black, so that tanks could move about without difficulty and that one can draw the gun in the suite lined with poplars? It was cold. Children woolen cap burned school doors because there were more wood in the heart of this land of forests where wolves still live in Transylvania. I was alone. Maybe you too. My eyes stopped on you, on your ears bejeweled which struck me at once unbelievable and perfect good taste, the women in my house do not wear these because the first time I saw you you were in profile.
Who would have thought? I do not.
I may be a long time ago that I realized that anything was possible since steep fall in love at the mere sight of an ear to make love to this woman that I love the hollow of the sea I love and even more surprising, as other stars that I speak a new language that I should learn.
ego perhaps. But not you. Nor any of your friends who found me yet accepted a single motion, without surprise.
I can be, but none of my friends, though accustomed to my antics and my changes Foot and listened to me talk about you long before I knew you. Me from that moment, I thought it was also possible, or at least not less impossible than anything else. What I knew was that it would be this fire, this wholeness, this serenity, this completion without end from the beginning. What I did not know is that once this first meeting which was not really the first time, but already was, I could no longer imagine living without you. What formula has brought us so so unpredictable, chance to borrow this piece path where we passed, never to leave us, while we advanced each in our skies for so long, groping on our roads so different?
What number has guided us? It was not our will because we did not know either the existence of the other that it has been revealed to us fills us finally fills me I speak for me. It was neither will nor desire, to want or desire because we must know that the object exists or at least have a hunch.
How
want someone you do not know exist? How does not wanting you now that I know who you are? So now I embrace you in the sea, you kiss me in the sea and the salty kiss is for all eternity.
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