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azbukivediWhen are you going to bed today? I hope it's early because I'll be with you in your sleep, I am eagerly awaiting our metaphysical connection. I stroke your hair, whisper in your ear, hold you, and stay almost until you wake up. Neither of us remembers it in the morning. These are short dreams that leave our consciousness with the first rays of light, fleeting images of happiness that is and will be.
There is an imprint of my body on yours, the traces of my smell in your nose, the remaining softness of your skin that came in contact with mine, the lasting images of my surrendering body in your mind and the echoing sound of my laugh in your ears. I am always with you. And always will be. Because all these traces of me belong to you and nobody else can claim them. They are secrets we share, memories that are ours and ours alone. The mystery of US, unique in the world, even while similar mysteries are endlessly floating around. They make our lives worth living.
You smile in your sleep. I smile in mine. We are connecting somewhere up there, only to forget it in the morning. It's all right. You don't have to remember happiness to feel it.
Yours.
There is an imprint of my body on yours, the traces of my smell in your nose, the remaining softness of your skin that came in contact with mine, the lasting images of my surrendering body in your mind and the echoing sound of my laugh in your ears. I am always with you. And always will be. Because all these traces of me belong to you and nobody else can claim them. They are secrets we share, memories that are ours and ours alone. The mystery of US, unique in the world, even while similar mysteries are endlessly floating around. They make our lives worth living.
You smile in your sleep. I smile in mine. We are connecting somewhere up there, only to forget it in the morning. It's all right. You don't have to remember happiness to feel it.
Yours.
