Some have experienced it, others have not yet, but all are waiting for it or searching for it.
It will come.
"I often have this strange, all-enveloping dream," one whispers in the warm, embracing arms of Benzoin and Davana.
The vague but strong hope that is cherished all alone on a quilt from the past, when it becomes reality, when the encounter takes place, finally, then everything makes sense.
The other is a home, a harbor, a refuge.
We lack the words, but our souls speak to each other in all openness.
Our old hearts find their way back to each other.
I already know you, our mouths say in unison.
The first morning with buttered bread and orange blossoms, consumed in the laurel trees of the previous evening.
One flies into a rush of deep feelings, still completely intoxicated by rum, infused with vanilla and delicious cocoa. Filled with this body that you would love to devour.
We leave our signature on the pillow, the imprint of Orcanox's naked skin, we take off the clothes of amber woods and patchouli.
We will meet again tonight, tomorrow or in another life.
Great love is an everlasting new beginning.
We will meet again tonight, tomorrow, or in another life.
We leave our signature on the pillow, the imprint of bare skin scented with Orcanox, we take off our clothes scented with amberwood and patchouli.
You fly into a frenzy of deep feelings, still intoxicated by rum, infused with vanilla and delicious cocoa. Filled with this body that you would love to devour.
The first morning with buttered bread and orange blossoms, consumed in the laurel trees of the previous evening.
I already know you, our mouths say in unison.
Our old hearts find their way back to each other.
We are lost for words, but our souls speak to each other with complete openness.
The other is a home, a harbor, a refuge.
The vague but strong hope, cherished all alone on a quilt from the past, when it becomes reality, when the encounter takes place, finally, then everything makes sense.
"I often have this strange, all-encompassing dream," one whispers in the warm, enveloping arms of Benzoin and Davana.
Some have experienced it, others have not yet, but all are waiting for it or searching for it. It will come.