Randevouz

When the purple-black night is falling toward.. When stars are lighting up to illuminate night piece.. I am sending a peck down the wind, my old friend. He knows his goddess has awakened. Everything has quiet down in an effort to doesn´t disturb this magical momenent. It could last for a second or for ages.

As I sit quietly alone watching the nights sky with all it beauty. I begin to feel the wind gently patting against my face as if I were receiving one thousand kisses and lasting for one thousand ages. each kiss sending me into a euphoric state of ecstacy making me never want to come out of this spiritual high in which I am feeling. Have I died is this summerland or is this some dream in which I am unable to awaken from and do not wish to awake from. I look at my watch and only seconds have past and even though I can no longer feel the peck of my sweet goddess upon my face I can still feel it vibrating within my heart and I can still feel the elecrticity of her touch radiating off my fingertips.