With you in September…

In the cradle of your hands so fine and bewitching, I became dozing. You clasped me tightly against your chest, and the symphony of your heart beats  so well synchronized, carried me far away. I felt an inner well-being, and an unparalleled relaxation; As if I were meditating on a cotton cloud suspended between heaven and earth. I had no fear, no threat, you were by my side and that was all that mattered to me. By closing my eyes and leaving, I ordered the film of my dreams, I wanted to keep seeing you again and again so much I missed you …

My head resting on your shoulder, my eyes were closing little by little, your fingers caressed my hair, without realizing, I dived into a natural sleep …
It is almost the end of summer, leaves were carried by the wind And we walked along an enormous pine forest… The fragrance of the damp earth, mixed with the smell of the pine buds that were preparing to picking, Brushed our nostrils. Gently we went hand in hand, taking advantage of the festival of  leaves’ colors, who mastered the waltz so well three times down branches of trees; Who kept the tempo throughout their journey, coming from so high to land with precision; Of a professional ballet dancer on the misty ground … As far as the eye could see, there were carpets in shimmering colors. “Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower” as Albert Camus said, and we could very well confirm it. By waltzing the leaves crepitated and lying next to each other, one could see bright red, the brilliant orange-colored stuck to a young golden who marked the effect of the burning sun throughout the summer, it Was just beautiful … A little later, the sky also wanted to let us know his joy to see us, so he called all the clouds to congregate, as well as a small sweet wind that prompted us to embrace each other. And nothing more than a magic wand gesture, the rain was there so thin forming a transparent sail of organza that surrounded us, and which made puddles of circular water under our feet …. With a soft gesture, you kissed me on the forehead, held my hand kindly, and whispered in my ear “How was your sleep…?”

Reemy

 

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