At me, as if you wanted explain what which were your real feelings.
You was keeping my hand in your, as if you wanted take me in an imaginary place, that then, I’ve understand, was your heart.
Slowly with all delicateness, you have brought me, in your favourite little angle, and without take your eyes off me, you began to whisper me: “From when I’ve seen you… all my doubts, all my fears are disappear.
As I’ve told you, I had to face up one of hardest time in my life.”
I was in front of you, in silence, caressing your hand, and our glances were staring.
You continued to tell.
“Something in your eyes, told me to goes on, and I done it…
When I went back home I took all these sheets and I began to write. I been hypnotized by your light of your eyes.”
I was listening to you, even me hypnotized by your words.
I knew there was something more, and slowly I taken a good breath and I closed my eyes.
While I had eyes closed, I felt your hand softly caressing mine.
My heart was about to going crazy.
Our stones were still there on the little table, well separated by the others.
Your voice resounded like a spell in the air.
I had still closed my eyes, when I heard you continue.
“That one what of which I didn’t noticed, from the night I’ve began to write about you… it were been the stones: I was fully taken on which I was writing, that I didn’t noticed that THESE were separated from the others, and you have indicated the same stones that you have wanted kept on the little table.
We stared us speechless
I was about to talk too, but in my head, there were too many thoughts that now were mixing to questions.
I preferred stay in silence.
We remained like this for long.
In our deepest, by now, we did know, what it was happened in that short amount of time.”