Lovers
They don’t seem young. Some people say that they are in their middle age, even though this age is nowhere. It’s an imaginary border between youth, the powerful years, so wanted, and old age. They are getting to the third age as if it is possible to classify every age in levels. It’s only the future that has finally arrived, and it will eventually arrive to everyone.
They aren’t kissing. They are hidden into the darkness of the shadow of the trees, with their shyness and ways to talk to each other, being them dissimulated ways, careful looks, saving affections, hiding the love fever to stay together.
Their hands aren’t so beautiful, as the beauty is in the pleasure slides in the mystery of the encounter of their skins. They don’t seem to be thirsty and look forward to their bodies’ contact. Now they have the signs of the time that has passed, showing them that they need to learn new languages to warm their hearts. The admiration of the bodies is like to see beyond, because it’s the calm learning during the fight against time, running only for running as if they would lose every piece that they are offering to each other.
The walking is slow to keep the arriving more and more distant. They walk like lovers that belong to each other. Their warming looks are lost in the scenario, but they can feel their bodies close. They look for words that can burn up their date, with conversation, smiles, and delicate laughing.
When they sit, few people can imagine that on that bench, many years ago, they promised each other eternal love. They look at a tree and touch the marks which they made on it, two crossed arrows on a passionate heart. Two letters are covered by the time, but they are still visible keeping the same meaning.
Their eyes still shine, since that day when they said goodbye to each other. They thought their story was lost, they both followed their destiny, lived their lives remembering, every day the reasons why they hadn’t stayed together. Now they are finally together and can elucidate the questions in their minds.
Photo from: Photo by Nick Karvounis on Unsplash
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