Tell me

Stockholm, Sweden

I am not a fool, and which i feel is the same you feel right now as i do.
Tell me which your eyes wants says to me. I’m look at you here, in my dark room. Listening to our music, waiting for you. Waiting for our souls get connect eachother.
I look for them in your eyes. Your sparkling eyes. I need of all that. To dive myself in your eyes.  Looking for your wandering soul. Hear my voice. I’m calling you.
I start to feel you. You’re so far from me. I whisper your name, your soul, your heart. Slowly you start to feel me, yes. Whisper your name and you feel me. Something in your heart begins to works and you are begins to feel our connection. You must to breath deeply and close your eyes. Here i do the same. Our breath begins to breath in unison. And we can smell eachother. I can smell your skin and you begin to smell mine.
‘Close your eyes’ we whisper eachother. I can feel your touch and you can feel mine.
We can feel a little bit far from eachother this time. But we can feel eachother.
Also small, there is our connection. Always and however. We living in our parellel world
Always. We need of eachother.
It’s our own strenght.

Daria