Nothing. Que. View
But that string of inconveniences were we suddenly threw facing each other, pushed by innuendo and laughter of the adults, not wanting, wanting.
"Do not dance this," he said softly, "Well, I less
" Never mind. Ven. To do not bother us-resolved
And I was. Close and closer until his hands around my waist and my neck. I really did not know that dance thing, but gradually I felt like our bodies moved in sync, as are drawn into an invisible wave.
Soft and sweetly and so strangee but is not, what is it does not appear. The feeling you want to be but is not. How big is no big deal. And how insignificant it takes me all the spaces. Silence and suddenly I did not move.
The song had come to an end.
I pressed once in his arms and whisper "thank you" in my ear making my arms in their hands to remove our bodies.
almost forgot to open his eyes. ****
expected, did not even know who sat in a chair abandoned in the rubble of the festivities. Damn sauce. Fucking shit music. I was sad, nostalgic and utterly pointless.
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