“He gave me that longing… and then made me mute. Why? Tell me that… why implant the desire? Like a lust in my body! And then deny me …?”
~fragment of Salieri’s saying in the movie “Amadeus”
He was standing by the window, counting the drops of rain falling down. The reflection of the moonlight on his naked skin sent midnight sparkles and a blush on my cheeks. From the bed with sheets soaked in his presence I could hear the beating of his vulnerable heart rimmed in arrogance, arrogance that he used as a shield, but not here, not with me.
It hurt to have him so close in the same room, yet imaginary miles away. I could almost touch the sound of his voice, but I didn’t. I was afraid if I do it he will disappear like a candle light on the end of a long night. I just listened to him telling me about Melita who had hazelnut eyes like mine and Kalliopi who possessed him with black, curly hair like mine.
About Dafni’s lips that he kissed thinking of me and Antigoni’s curves that he embraced only because they were perfect match with mine. And then there was a thunder that made me want to go near him, but the cigarette he lit stopped me five steps away and I heard about Eirini who couldn’t forgive him about my name spelled after the “I love you” never meant for her …
He left the cigarette in the ash-tray and turned around to look for a reaction on my face. I could’ve told him about Ben and Alexis, about Todoris and Charlie, I could’ve verified his theory that we both have been looking for love elsewhere when love was right here. Instead, I thought about the few hours left with him, I walked those five steps and went to the best place on Earth, in his arms.
To summer boy …
© 2011 Broken Sparkles