Twirl, while we danced, we had felt, something that bonded us always more.
We holded our hands, our fingers were crossed tight, as if from those hold, depended everything. And in that thin dust there was all our new force. All our new magic, all our power. Slowly we had realizing that everything was fading all that magic was sweetly enter in us. All this while we were still dancing, hands in hands along our hips.
We wanted that this moment had no end, but slowly everything was returning to the normality. The thin dust was disappearing. The twirl where we were into got slower and slower and suddenly there was no more.
Everything around us, returned as it was, but we seemed still enchanted by this atmposphere. We stared at us one in another and we have continued our slow dance.
It seemed that we hadnt realized what was happened in our appartament. The thin dust, the twirl, and the flows.
We were loved us only while dance and everything around us was in background.
For us, was important that dance we have done, with or without music.
We had know that we had strengthning our magic, but now it wasnt important.
The important were us.
Without say nothing, we had said us everything trought our glances, our sweet touches and some your whispers.
We had need of these little moments, together alone.
And together alone we had created something more magical.
Sweetly and slowly then you have accompanied me in the sofa, where then you settled yourself and there you have embraced me tight, whispering my name.”