I will talk about it with you only. After requesting time and space away from you i finally got my wish. I was heading south and i finally arrived to an unknown new world away from my past and with the chance of building a future. The comforting part is that I’m taking that chance and the sad part is that I find myself missing your sweet torture, like if I enjoy it. Like if e I njoy living with it.
How difficult this is now that thousands of kilometers separate your eyes from mines. Here I stand meditating that it was the healthier thing to do, to take an eagle and fly south. Is winter in the vibrant city, winter until September but it will remain winter until I see you again. My flesh aches for your hands, you mouth and your eyes. Only touched in silence, in secret corners, in mute looks, in the hall, in benches, in our minds we already gave in to each other. Did you felt it? The electricity when we looked our way. Have you imaging it? Your hands all other new lands drinking fresh waters and filling yourself with my desire. Do you want it? To own all the spaces in me. I want your marks; I have a special place saved only for you. I suspect you want me too and is taking all your will power , is taking me being south and you being there to contain the cosmic twister our merger could cause to this planet. When it finally all would make sense.
There’re questions I have for you love: Why we’ve waited? What are we waiting? I guess these won’t be answered any time soon. The sweet torture is all I have, are you missing me Gerome?
Ivy ♠!
