It’s is a perfect day
a cold coffee waiting to be touched
lots of fruits on the table
candles are still in the box waiting
a music is being played softly
It is almost seven o’clock
and I am thinking, alone
yet another perfect day gone by
with talk, touch and dance
with desired to become one
Then she walks in
beautiful as a magnolia in the early morning
but I am not sure she is here
she is too beautiful for me
my dreams are mixed up with reality
We walk to the streets
we talk and talk
or I talk and talk
we explore all blocks
It is a perfect day
It is almost eight o’clock
and she is so happy
We go to the park she once visited
Chairs and chairs around
Grass is waiting to change by ice
I want so much to take her home
She so happy walking and talking
She is repeating her dram
She is full of joy
Her eyes tinkles with happiness
I am not sure where we are
I got lost so many times in the morning
In a simple grid based city
Because I was thinking about her
Finally, she says let’s go home
We arrived at the glass doors
The same old elevator
Going up toward happiness
The room is still white
The air conditioner still making noise
The music is so low
I hold her tight
I discover the white magnolias
I discover the beauty of merging colors
Dark brown to soft brown to white
I am lost in taste of honey and its warmth
She is so beautiful
She so soft
She is so perfect
Now I can touch the lily of joy
I can sense the flow of water
I can move my touch
Up
Down
Left
Right
She is whispering Ya
Not my name
She moves like wave
In a calm lake
Up and down
Asking for more
Looking at me with such intense look
Tasting me such that I never being tasted before
Holding me tight
Like claiming a steep hill
Then she calms down
Her eyes are full of tranquility
I ask if she is OK
She says yes
She asks what I want
I tell her I want to walk with her
In the valley of love
I want to touch all parts of her body
Be Connected to her
We are like a leaf in water
Dancing and merging together
She is so soft
She is so warm
I am ascending to clouds
Still Dancing not being one
She turns
Look at me
Holds me so tight
I am in the sky
I can hear a distance water fall
She try to guide me toward the water fall
I am flying in the clouds
Shall I be one with her
Shall I be one with her
But she did not say Yes three times
Times stops, I am exploding with joy
I am over the water fall
Floating in the air so softly
I can see the lake below
But it seems that I cannot reach it
She holds me tight
She says that was very quick
And I thought it was hours and hours
After a while
I ask her, do you still want a ride
With smile as beautiful as possible
She says, I do not know why
But I want more.
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