Tenderness

Closing my eyes. Flashes of light. Multicolored lights of New Year’s garlands? Shards of bright flashes make me turn around. I turn my head and see your dear eyes. You watched me sleep. You guarded my sleep, you didn’t want to wake me, just wanted to see me bury my nose in the blanket. Listen to my steady warm breath…

To reach out to your cheek with my palm, gently touch it, run my fingers further, along your temple, delve into your thick hair, savor its dark silkiness, feel the finest pleasure with the tips of my fingers – mine – and your enjoyment, goosebumps on the skin of your head. And… you close your eyes, you want to linger in this moment… Close your eyes for a moment, feel the warmth of your hand on your cheek… Run your hands through your hair, your neck… feel your breath on your lips and wake up. Your eyes are so close. Open. In them is your fire, your dream of our flight.

And lips. To fall into the crazy whirlpool of your kiss, respond, Yield, surrender, soar and run together, chase each other, intertwine, dissolve, lose myself. Wake up drunk… Wake up not here. Wake up not myself. But with you. Wrap my arms around your neck, soar upward, like a feather, spin like in a wave, forget about gravity… Find my hands on your shoulders, get lost in your gaze, die and be reborn in your touches… Go crazy for thirty-three seconds with you without you. With you…

Realize what openness means… Feel that the chest opens by itself and two hearts touch each other, merge into one burning sphere, not breathe, so as not to scare it away… Not breathe, because air is no longer needed… Freeze to remember this connection forever. Understand who we are on this Earth… Hear how my tear touched your hot cheek… Forget where I left my thoughts… Turn into you… Feel you within me…

Part with skin. Remain a part of you. Discover you in me. Forever. Keep it as the greatest treasure. Know what “we” means. See my reflection in your eyes. Or see myself in them? Stop being myself.

Until the end of time…