It was then that I met her.
In my inner and private thoughts, far from the crowded places of the everyday life, beyond the transparent glass of the cozy and confident cage we indulge in living in so often It was then that I met her, in an ordinary day, late in the afternoon, when the hours take a different pace as the night approaches The wind was icy, the sky covered by dark grey clouds Deep in my thoughts I simply didn't care about things or people around Walking fast through streets now voiceless memories of other times Distant and foreign walls where ordinary lives live an ordinary life Small windows as tiny eyes on the buildings Time to time someone watching outside, observing people passing A black silhouette as a sketch in a cartoon Unknown eyes searching for something Unknown hearts beating the sense of joy and pain Life in the city Life, as it is Anywhere Anytime I turned the corner Another street Another collage of shapes and colours Another collection of unknown stories It was then that i met her Almost stumbled upon her So close that I had to stop my paces It was then that I met her eyes It was then that I recognised her Although it was the first time we met It was then Infinite time of electric sensations exploding in flames through the universe Canvas of million unexpected colours reshaping the sense of things Intimate sensation of belonging and forgiveness Confusion of rules, shivers of passion Sudden dizziness, twist of fate, complete surrender And then the silence An infinite silence And then the emptiness An infinite emptiness And then, that floating, tiny, uncategorised, unnamed eternity faded away Like a dream A ghost A promise Faded away And the night smiled ambiguously And whispered words I couldn't understand Comments are closed.
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AuthorStories and novels, stories and shades of words. Sapphire can be a voice, a whisper, a night talk. Colours in words, words merged and melted with pictures. Words as colours, words as shapes sometimes overlapping with the visual experience. A different way to see the world or, maybe, just the very same way using different tools and finding different paths. Archives
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