otrdiena, 2013. gada 2. aprīlis

The river rolls under.




I have lived through the most encouraging and wonderful night. You were in my dream more real than ever before and I could smell the haste of wind in your hair.
Just imagine two of us standing so near that I can barely close my eyes without tickling your cheek with my eyelashes.  I am terrified to touch your hand, but you start to laugh and I blush when you embrace my stature.

I can feel a cotton shirt against my bare shoulder and warm gooseflesh takes over my body when you lean to kiss my lips.

Either tonight or tomorrow, darling, just come whenever you feel like to.

Agnes. 

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