unicidades

Touch Me Photo By Michelle Murphy He took me to a place that was sunny and quiet. A place where flowers disappeared under the absence of sunlight and lizards walked freely from pond to pond, from tree to tree. The place was cozy, hidden, and magical. At night and by the water, the stars magnificently painted a different sky than the morning and afternoon skies. At night, the air was somewhat warm and sweet. At night, we hid. We let our bodies belong to each other and to the night itself. We slept in a hammock under a sheltering sky that was more a witness than a background. The hammock was comfortable and spacious enough to bring us peace and perfect sleep. The night was calm and fragrant and offered us a break from the life in the city. We could just be in that hammock. We didn't have to be anywhere else. We were free. For a while.  During the day, our routine was a routine of lov(e)-ing. Loving and loving. Desperate search to get closer and close