Breath again and I was looking at you, smiling you.
I took your hand, and all in a stroke you have started to talk: “Maybe we can ask Pyr some advice.”
I have nodded, while outside was becoming dark, and I only wanted be only embraced by you: that evening we haven’t eat.
Then you got up and delicately you have stretched your hand toward mine, and slowly we went upstairs.
Softly, and kindly I’ve dive in your chest, while the moonlight was illuminating the room throught the white curtains.
You was caressing me while I was listening to your breathe.
Sweetly you have begin to whisper me: “Isn’t the city that we left, you should really see it.” And you have continued to describe me it.
Your breathe was still wrapping me, and I could see all the colours trough your words.
Slowly it was growing up in my mind a thought, but right after I deleted it: by now our minds were so connected, and you have immediately replied me: “Even me I thought the same, but then I said myself it was impossible that there was another world.” But this doubt has left us with many questions: we had to ask Pyr even this.
Your breathe got slower, then you lay your head on the pillow, and you have looked me so profoundly that I’ve felt lost, stripped of my body, and I could feel only our little electric shocks run among our minds.
Then you have stretched your hand and softly I have lay myself again on your chest, but before close the eyes, you have caressed my face, and slowly you have lay your lips on mine, and then you whispered: “I want to give you all this… .”
And right after, we were fallen asleep.”