(Think back, let the golden dust fall on your eyes.)
Her white and young hand, reaching for the blinds – closing them down.
That very fair twisting motion, that suffused the sun and shut the world outside of the window.
And all of a sudden, the room is something else, you are in a different dimension.
And all of a sudden, your heart sinks deep – and a smile rises on your lips.
I dare you to find a match for that special hue in the air; you can see particles moving slower, and everything has been coated with a filter of grace. The old couch breathes, your leftover pizza looks like a painting. And her eyes are burning, two little blue flames.
It’s finally happening, isn’t it?
As she moves towards you, you raise from the chair and you can feel your legs tremble.
A deep sigh is broken, as you see her lower lip shine – wet and vulnerable.
“Come closer, I need to tell you something.”
Strands of her hair now touch your shoulders, and soon enough her eyelashes brush yours.
Focus on that eternal second, as your mouth opens and the distance between your bodies disappears. You are happy and scared, and for once you forget about the future and the past.
Clouds walk the sky and rivers polish pebbles: life goes on, people die and kids laugh.
But today, none of that matters, for the world ends at the blinds on the window.