Ojo con el baile extraño, que no parezca tan elegante.

The joy in her eyes was indescribable, his left hand tenderly grabbed her hand and his right hand embraced her body and they danced to that song. It was most likely a song her mother would have chosen for them. Possibly someone dreamed that encounter years before it happened. His eyes were fixed on hers, she could get lost looking up into that blue ocean.
And that encounter went beyond nature and themselves, it encountered the earth with itself. The strong smell of wet soil and dry leaves, the blinding sunshine inside the room above them kissing their skin, the cool mountain breeze intertwining with the hot humidity.

No trembling, no fear, no shaking, no thoughts, no second thoughts but the desires of two lifetimes being met.

No future, no tomorrow, no later, no afterwards. Only the here and now.

How many times had they savoured the very minute they were living in? Hopefully never before.

Needless to kiss their lips, their souls connected and danced in their own space lighting up fireworks, waving colorful ribbons and banners.