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April 22nd, 2006i picture her as i ever have.
she’s lying beside me, half her upper naked body on my chest, soft blue panties worn, facing me, silently eyes shut, simulating a sleep. i face up, arm around her neck and hands all over her hair, softly playing dreamly songs on it.
she dreams of what’s to happen, i dream of what we have.
she suddenly shivers, and i do too. future can be uncertain as the next corner and thief, but there’s certainty in moments like this. after all, it now seems like there’s nothing we don’t already have. utter bliss made a kitsch picture of two people embracing and clinging to a perfect picture of the infinite through the very inmense moment of being one and two, but being one, nevertheless.
she looks at me, chuckling and moans something that sounds like peaches and cream. i answer with a single nod and a smile that could comprise the whole universe in it, but small as a shamrock in the grass.
and we both know, quietly and to ourselves… life cannot be better than this. but it is after all.
lei forse non ha ancora un volto preciso, uno sguardo conosciuto, ma il suo sorriso sembra il cielo in una stanza…