I sat on the bench watching the people walking, alone with my thoughts for a few more minutes ... the air pungent ... I then went home.
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Outside, the sky was dark, the sun had gone down for some hours, but the room was illuminated by white light of the neon lamp ...
I tried to make clear to myself, to understand ...
Davon Why was thinking at that moment? And why had not come out of my head even a moment?
I could not help thinking that its his contemptuous gaze, then his angelic face ...
were so conflicting ... but who knows how to form a perfect union ...
Despite this, however I could not really understand what I tried ... I
senivo offense and a little 'irritated, but maybe I'd been to exaggerate ... maybe I had an over-reaction, who knows, maybe he was just kidding ... basically I can not say that he had been rude to me, but ... his manners were impeccable ... but no matter the form, but the substance is not it?
Already, the substance ... what I said wrong? It was arrogant to assume that I fell in at his feet, believing to be perfect, in canceling my desire to pick and choose ...
Well, in retrospect seemed more than valid reasons to take a dislike to a person, but despite this I could not control the strange desire to rivederelo, to better understand who he was ...
I was going crazy, thoughts collided in my head, a duel where each thrust produced an annoying squeak ... I was confused, and very well ...
I had in my hands a book, but the words kept coming fast to the passing of my eyes without making any sense, were empty, inconsistent, real only on paper, but not in my mind ...
stared at the ink is spread out in gibberish ... I could not pay attention to that story ...
eyes began to burn, tired, tired, just like my mind ... Perhaps you will sleep on those thoughts I allowed to take an order, to become clearer, to dispel the fog that enveloped them ...
looked at the numbers on the phone display ... 11:27
Elena had already gone to bed for a while '... was exhausted, and I too.
A deep yawn that made me eyes water continued to pinch ... better to go to sleep.
laid my cheek on the pillow, was soft and comfortable ...
closed my eyes finally found a little 'peace ... and fell asleep.
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On the roof, everything seemed different, people were indistinct dots ... nothing compared to those huge skyscrapers that they themselves had built in defiance of the sky ... Police
a glimmer of light red and white ... dry air and biting ...
Despite the chaos of the city, everything was different from that height ... came the muffled noise, already airborne below ...
The moon was high in the sky, surrounded by a few stars who miraculously managed to shine despite the slight layer of mist ...
I did not understand how I ended up on the roof, and above all, because I was there ...
Then, turning to look the way down I saw something, rather someone ... a male figure dressed in an elegant black dress with a pair of wings sticking out from behind ... her face seemed almost light-colored porcelain, compared to the darkness surrounding ...
He looked like an angel, or at least that was how I had always imagined ... but there was something unusual ... its wings ... were not white.
His eyes were still on him, trying to discern the features of his face, but the lack of light did not help ...
Then the picture became more clear ... I was approached, without realizing it, the angelic figure ...
I could not understand ... Devon looked like, but it was not human ... how was it possible?
I stared at him still ...
Certainly her beauty was undeniable all'argentea moonlight, highlight the whiteness of his face ...
intent was to establish a point behind me ... I turned but saw nothing, or rather, no one ...
When I turned back toward him I saw that he turned and was looking at me ...
indecipherable expression on his face, illegible ... did not betray any emotion ...
I wondered what he was thinking, but I did not dare break the silence noisy.
I was looking at him, forgetting the negative feelings I felt for him ... Devon was not the same with whom I had talked on the bench even a day before ... was an angelic figure ... but there really angels?
Then I remembered ... I was reading the book ... I must have fallen asleep thinking of the characters of the story, as well as him ... but then it was a dream? But then I knew why?
I had already occurred at other times, in retrospect, when I was fully conscious while being in a dream, but there was always that small uncertainty ... who assured me that it was not reality?
It all seemed so real, but I had the perception that a slight touch would be vague, like a reflection in a pool of water ...
He remained silent, but I wanted to hear his voice ...
At that moment every glimmer of lucidity I had completely abandoned ... infuse it was just a dream, and I would probably wake up soon ...
as I was mesmerized ... at that moment it was as if the world revolved around him, I could not think of anything that was not Devon, his look, his diaphanous complexion and her soft lips, draw the most skilful of painters ...
In a second covered the short distance that separated us, a gentle movement and now he was there .. his face inches from mine ... his eyes a few inches from mine, and his lips ... a few inches from my ...
The religious tense silence gave no sign to be broken ... my voice was going out too imperfect, annoying ... but its ... would surely have been the height of the silent orchestra ...
Probably, but there was no need any words ...
He went further and I reeled in the uncertainty before the kiss ... when you do not know what to do ... let go or hold on? I had to give in to temptation?
My lips were covered by a slight trembling, longing for that contact, but as it may seem a stupid wish, I wanted it to him to kiss me ... Perhaps I feared rejection by angel ... so beautiful
In an instant, without time his gaze seemed to linger, then closed his eyes ... and in that moment, put his lips on mine in the sweetest of kisses
I abandoned myself to the gentle, the slow movement of our lips that were being sought, knowing that soon I would wake up, and everything would be over, as in the famous Shakespeare play.
At that moment the whole world disappeared ... there were only two of us, the rest, but a pale glimmer of our light.
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