My hand, as if in it, there was something that could take the flight and return back no more. I have take a look at your hands then i lifted my face toward you and our eyes were diving one in another. You have looked at me in a way that you have left me without breathe. The only witnessed of that glance was been the mountain that in all her majesty, it seems is talking to us, intead was the soft breeze that was slam to the walls of it, and his echo was resounding in the valley.
While you still was looking at me, our hearts didnt wanted to stop to beat hard.
‘It will be the first time even for me. Also me, i have a little fear. But it will be like the first time that we had go to acrossed this world, our world.’
Your words, your gentle way to pronnounce them, they made me feel wrapped in a warm embrace. And in silence, i have asked you to continue.
You made me show, only with the immagination, the other things, we would have see in the Blue City.
We were on the hill in front of the mountain, but you was indicating me that or this building or street, just below us, immagining to see the city in the valley.
What we were feeling was something of inexplicable.
Occasionally we had shared sweet glances, and even if we knew that everything wasnt real, we had continued. I have asked ‘… what is, there?’ indicating a point in the Burn Valley, holding tight your arm and you have continued to describe me the Blue City and their inhabitants.
We were alone and we were flying with our imagination and our emotions were wrapping us and we didnt wanted that everything this had no end.
We were looking at the immaginary Blue City just below us, and in meanwhile it was itself developing in our heads, the real idea that we were ready to make that jump.
We looked at eachother. Our breathes wrapping us and our eyes had stopped our hearts and for a moment we had believed to fall in our deepest self. And maybe we have done it.
Our souls touched, once more. We remained breathless. We were throw in confusion.
It was like, the breathe of the one given oxygen to the other, and in someways it was so.
After a deep and long glance, you have said ‘It’s better go back home…’ i smiled and i nodded. You have helped me to stand me up, but earlier to walk you have holded my hips and with sweet passion, you have kissed me.”