“Still wrapped

In our embraces, still half bare, we were feeling our hearts beating with more lightness. Everything around us was more light, and we were still wrapped by this light cloud that is seemed, like the first one, of chiffon.
Slowly, you was settled  yourself on the backrest of my bed, while i was with my head, on your chest and i caressing it soflty.

mikelukepluniformeWe were remained in silence for a little bit. Then a whisper ‘ You made me free’. I have lifted my face and i have looked  at you, without say nothing i was approached to you and kindly, i have gave you a little kiss, but when i’ve looked at you again, it seemed that you wanted it still, and this time, been you approach me and you have kissed me.
This dance of little kisses seemed had no end.
They crowned this last passage from the old to the new life. And their color were just white, like the purity of our feelings.
We gave eachother lots sweet kisses.
And just after, as if we were satiated of our kisses, we were looked at us, one another and we have felt our feelings wrapping us.
We were embraced us tight and at the same time we have took a deep breathe, for fear, to be detach, one from another, but by now, we knew that nothing and no one could divided us eachother.
We loved us eachother so much, but the simple word love couldnt collect all the feelings we had one for another.
It was something more big, and even us we didnt knew how manage it.
For now, we have had must follow what there was around us and follow our feelings
We didnt knew what it does waiting for us.”

Daria

⇐“We were

“In that room ⇒

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