Pling pling. While sitting on the tram to #BizetCarmen tonight I thought about you. I remember your last words and a poem popped up in my head. You said:
-See you next time!
While our eyes made connection to each other’s heart – this very second – I answered the same words. And you know! Next time is Friday. Soon we’ll meet again!
a step to
lips wet by a dream
the thrilling inside body longing
for our next dance
‘loving to love’
Carpe Diem: #1110
Winter Breath by Adrian von Ziegler.
“Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.” Jalaluddin Rumi