In the night...

In the night, the air has another smell than during the day. Another spirit, another thought! Night comes along with the darkness, the blindness for the ones who have daylight vision. Night brings silence on the air but torment in the soul, in the spirit, in between of the four walls of the billions of rooms of the human world and on the streets and corners. It puts imagination to work and spirit to walk. Dreams to rise and sweat of bodies. Colors become one and give the first voice to the sound…

In the night they discover each other fully, they touch differently, eyes wide opened and yet seeing nothing. Lips feel, touch, desire, bite! Fingers are rambling on each other’s bodies like wild horses on open field. Breath becomes faster! Desire becomes higher! The feeling of belonging disappears and all there is left is One: one desire in one embrace, at once for just one and last time! A desire that big that it feels like an ache, only an ache that provides pleasure and lust! Felt like never before, feeling like it will never come again to be felt! Her nails on his skin feel like grabs of life of a dying man’s wish. His strong and yet gentle embrace felt like an air-taking diving. Her skin’s scent drives him crazy as his breakthrough takes her higher then ever, were she only dreamed to get. They fall together embraced and mad with pleasure. Her nails are now wandering on her own sweaty skin, eyes wide shut, smiling sweet, guilty and sinful and mind so far away that only his soft lips encountering her fingers bring her back, next to him, taking her closer, pulling her next to his skin … They fall asleep naked as an unvoiced tic-tac brings the hateful morning through the window …