9 July 2009

Summer night dream


Pieces of happiness wrapped up in a beautiful shinny package.
It is the summer night dream when everything is possible. It is the stranger sitting on the rocks with his hand held out. I reach for it and he grabs mine. It’s so warm and pleasant; still it gives me chills on the spine. It is the soft kiss on the lips and the sinful pleasure that I enjoy so much. It is the touch of your hands moving slowly and passionately on my back, caressing every inch of my skin. It is your soft yet deep voice, whispering in my ear.
It is the salted water drop on your face sipping from the cheek down to the chest.
There are the waves breaking violently on the rocks beside us and the seagulls flying close to the blue water.
It’s you and me sitting in front of the fireplace with a glass of wine and a nice conversation. There are the sweet words, the promises and dreams.
There is this dream ….and I’m glad I had it.

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