Your shirt on your shoulders while I fallen asleep in your arms, and your perfume wrapping me.
I had closed the eyes while I have slide my hand into the shirt, while I was caressing your chest.
Your sweet voice was telling me to recover all my strengths, and also you would have, little by little, fallen asleep.
The moon was high up in the sky, and the light of the stars was creating a pale and soft light that was entering in the bedroom and it was wrapping us.
We were in Our Parallel World and everything it was so calm.
We had enough sleep, that day.
The sun was already, rising up to the blue sky, when we had opened the eyes.
We remained in our bedroom till midday.
The only thing we really needed was to feel our breathes that lulling us: we had would like stay in this way till evening, but it wasn’t possible, even if we were hearing Bathuè had already made friendship with all our guys, and he was telling all his story, even us, were curious to hearing it, not only which that Bob had told us in the diner of Blue City.
We have could take all the time we have needed: and everything we had needed was to stay together in bed: me, who playing with your shirt and caressed you, and you who left me do it, sighing my name, while our flows spreading their lights in whole our world, and slowly we were taken again our own spaces, but above all our mental connection.
We had decided to remain in the bedroom all day.
You went downstairs just for take something.
When you gt back with the tray with the breakfast, you have said: “Our guys will understand if today we will not come out” , throwing a gaze to the window that overlooked the landscape in which it could see the big tree, the entrance of the Morgur Village, the lake, the little bridge and over the bridge, the shack.
When you leaned the tray on the bed ,I have started to blush and I’ve didn’t stop to looking at you, and you have did the same, touching delicately my face and I took your hand placing it on my chest: my heart was beating fast.
We had found again our intimacy.”