Le Ciel Infini
Dear Stranger, welcome! I hope you really like strawberries, summer, bare feet and words. Because that's what I like. I also most likely will like you. So please, make yourself comfortable and stay.
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Dear Today.
My skin was as tight it could be, tugging if you smiled, but you couldn’t help it, numb and slowing everything down including me, but that moment at that time, the frozen river and the slippery shoes and the brass lampposts and the bridge she had never seen, dear today, at that time, you were perfect.
And you still are, you are a long, breathless sentence and high, squealing laughter, you are red lips and nails and you are white and gold, snow and sun.
You are something special, dear today, something I want to keep in my heart and my cheeks and my fingertips for a time that is not so dear, I hold you tight, dear today, even though I’ve been wishing for it to be summer again and the water liquid, today, I wished for time to freeze.
To freeze like everything around us was frozen. Frozen, but warm. Let’s freeze you, today, but keep you on a low fire, so you’re always there to nourish me.
