Daydream Elegance

One fragment of confusion, and, all of a sudden, everything turns simple. Heart beats slower, so slow that it fades away with an echo.

Elegance wraps the body, the eye sees more than the truth, one second becomes one moment. You're caught in that moment and, for a fact, you know for sure it's not going to last long. You breathe it, you smell it, you taste it, you love it.

Every once in a while, an evanescent spot of light reveals the beauty from the darken background. Every time you close your eyes, you see that light brighter than before.

I just had my daydream elegance.




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And it just won't stop raining

'Cause I still feel your lips kissing me in the middle of the street as the rain was powerfully falling down on us. We didn’t want it to stop, ever… that magical moment will always be remembered as it was, the comence of everything that meant us. Right then and there we first started designing our world which nothing could ever equal it, a world so amazing and mind-blowing that it was odd… we were never able to figure out how could so much happiness even be possible. Our faces  radiated as the drops of rain were gently touching us. We were finally free, free of all that silence… the rain was speaking for us in a way that made us wondering about the voice of the nature, it was always there for us, our eternal ally. Can you still hear it? The rain is ours…

About love

Love can consign us to hell or to paradise, but it always takes us somewhere. We simply have to accept it, because it is what nourishes our existence. If we reject it, we die of hunger, because we lack courage to stretch out a hand and pluck the fruit from the branches of the tree of life.
We have to take love where we find it, even if it means hours, days, weeks of disappointments and sadness.

“You shouldn’t have asked,” I said. “Love doesn’t ask many questions, because if we stop to think we become fearful. It’s an inexplicable fear; it’s difficult even to describe it. Maybe it’s the fear of being scorned, of not being accepted, or of breaking the spell. It’s ridiculous, but that’s the way it is. That’s why you don’t ask-you act. As you’ve said many times, you have to take risks.”

Wait. This was the first lesson I learned about love. The day drags along, you make thousands of plans, you imagine every possible conversation, you promise to change your behaviour in certain ways – and you feel more and more anxious until your loved one arrives.
But by then, you don’t know what to say. The hours of waiting have been transformed into tension, the tension has become fear, and the fear makes you embarrassed about showing affection.

Love is like a trap. When it appears, we see only light, not its shadows.

(Paulo Coelho)

A winter moment

   As snow flakes were gently falling down in the darkness of the night, she suddenly turned around, tears rolling on her cheeks. It was the sound of footsteps coming towards her… Afraid not to be seen, the girl tried leaving but it was too late, he was already there shouting her name. She stopped and faced him, nothing else could she do now… He approached her shyly, constantly keeping eye contact thinking about the first time he had seen those amazing green eyes.

   -“What are you doing here all by yourself?” he uttered.

She couldn’t tell him even though she had been waiting this moment for so long. It had to remain a secret because she now realized that all those dreams had no solution, he was no more than a fantasy… a fantasy that would soon disappear. Mumbling a “nothing”, she turned around wiping her tears but it was too late, he already saw it.

   -“What’s wrong, why are you crying?” said while taking her hands in his, not even imagining that he was the reason for all that sadness. He always considered her to be very interesting, analyzing her every time he had a chance… she couldn't remain unnoticed. There was something about her that not even he could realize and that ‘something’ made him feel very close to her. Seeing her reluctance to speak, he took her in his arms… protectively stroking her hair. He had never felt this way before, this urge to look her in the eyes and say that everything is going to be alright, that he will always be there for her. But he knew that wouldn’t be possible, the following day he was supposed to leave and these were the last moments they had together. As winter marked the ending of the year, so it marked their ending.

   They knew they couldn’t be seen in this posture but nothing mattered now, it felt so good to be close to each other that the rest of the world seemed insignificant.