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His love. I. Love is a spirit all compact of fire, Love not gross to sink, but light, and will aspire. William Shakespeare, Venus and Adonis. He woke up and felt that he was still hugging her. It was early morning, and the sun was shining through the light window-curtains. He put on his glasses to see her better ? her milky white skin, her long black eye-lashes, which were laying on her light-pink cheeks, her brown hair, a part of which was on the pillow and another part on his shoulder. While sleeping she was laying on her side, very close to him, her hand was on his breast. ?My love?, - he whispered ? my love?? he tried not to cry. But he could not stop thinking, playing in that silly game ?what if?. He imagined what if she did not have a plane in some hours, what if they lived together and could have a family walk in the park, and their child would run around them and he would take him on arms when he were tired, they would have a romantic dinner in the evening, and then? But he knew that it was too late. Next morning she would lay near her husband, and he, her husband, would whisper something sexy and funny on her ear and she would smile and kiss him? They knew each other for a very long time. She first noticed him, she first made the first step. But he was always not sure about their relations. First he thought that she would not like him when she knew his character better, then he was afraid that she would find someone else, better than him?Then he became afraid of responsibilities? And than he suspected that she found someone else. He did not know it for sure. But he felt something strange in their not easy relations?as if she was far from him in her thoughts? Yesterday she called at the door of his flat. Just when he entered his flat after an usual hard working day. She was in his city, only for one day, organizing some business. She was asking if he did not mind if she stayed with him for a night. For sure he did not mind. Whatever he was thinking about their relations or probable future together, he loved her. Sometimes he was hiding it even from himself, but somewhere deeply in his mind he knew that he loved her. He has no idea why she decided to spend the night with him. Either she was tired from new probable relations or still was loving him, he did not know. Definitely , he did not dare to ask. ?Bye, my ?? ? she kissed him in lips. But it was more like a friendly kiss. Now she would go home and he would return back from the airport to his flat. It would be silently in it; un-done bed would be still keeping her smell. He would try not to think about her, would try even to date with other girls, but any time he would want to kiss someone, someone not her, he would feel disgusted and continue playing that silly game ? what if it would be her sitting now near him, and he would invent anything just to leave that alien any-girl. He would look into a girl?s face and realize that it is not ?his girl?. 29.10.2005. He was looking at his girl ? she is giving a passport and ticket to a man sitting at a check-in, she is taking her suitcase and going to the luggage control? But, maybe, what if? ?Emilie?, - he cried loudly. Some people turned and looked at him as if he was crazy. ?Emilie, I love you?. Emilie turned around and came up to him. She was looking and looking at him. ?Stay with me??, - he whispered. Many years passed. On the even of one important date, the date when they decided to stay together, one though came to his mind. What if on that day, many years ago, in the airport he would say her bye and would not call her? Copyright © 2006 Victoria Z All rights are reserved. |
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His love. II. Dreams come true. His taste must coincide with my own in every point, He must enter into all my feeling, The same books, the same music must charm us both. Sense and sensibility. Jane Austen. ?I want that he comes here and reads me the tale. I want?, - said a little boy. He did not want to sleep and was complaining to his mother. She was sitting near him. Today she wanted to have more free time in the evening, because? - Who is capricious today?, - Her husband, the boy?s father came into the room. The boy immediately smiled. ?Papa, you will read for me?? His father caressed the boy?s hair, light-brown hair, the same as his. - I will read if you promise to be a good boy. - I am a good boy. ? The child replied. The young woman smiled, kissed the boy and went out of the room. She had to prepare something. In some minutes he came out of the boy?s room. - He fell asleep? ? she whispered. - Yes, I even did not finish the tale. - OK, could you please wait and do not enter the living-room? - Yes, if you go to the bedroom, - he whispered it into her ear and gave a slight kiss on her neck. - Not now, - she laughed.- Can?t you wait for some minutes? The young man went to the free room. It was the study. He came up to the table, took a little box and leaned against the window. It was dark outside, the winter was coming and all was white ? the high pine-trees, firs, birch-trees, and the bushes around the place of smooth grass which was green and where they liked to play in summer. He opened the box and took the ring. It was a thin delicate, elegant golden ring with a little diamond. He was saving money to buy it for a long time. He wanted to make her a surprise, something special. She did not care much about jewelleries, but once she saw a similar ring and liked it, so he was sure that she would enjoy. It was not just a ring ? it was masterpiece in jewellery. He put it on his palm an, looking at it, came into deep thoughts. They know each other for a long time. She was the first one who noticed him, first he was sure that she would not love him if knew better his character, then he was afraid of responsibilities? One time he felt that she is far from him. He was in doubts why ? either she was tired of his being into two minds, or she found another man? Whatever were the reasons, once she was in his city, just for work. She came to his flat without calling him. She almost made him to meet her. And they spent a night together. After that he could not lock into himself any more. He could not run away from himself and at least he accepted that he loved her. He had also to accept that she loved him too and would not look for other man, would share the family responsibilities with him and would give them both a chance to be happy. In the airport, when she already came though the check-in control, something happened to him ? being always shy, he changed and called her in a loud voice. That day they decided to stay together. Today it was a special day, their anniversary. Suddenly, he felt a fear. What if he did not call her, and would let her go... He would be still alone because he knew that he could not love any other girl? there would be no child, the child who meant more then his own life to him? The young woman interrupted his thoughts. She entered the room, came up to him and hugged. She put on a new evening dress, short, light-blue, emphasizing her thin waist. Her hair was free, laying on shoulders, blinking from the lamp light. He looked into her green eyes, then his look slid to her lips. He opened his palm and gave her a ring. He never knew how to make such a present. - It is for you, my love. Today is?years when we? - I know, dear, thanks. She took the ring and he helped her to put it on her finger. She was watching and watching it. - It is beautiful, - she told. She turned and kissed him. - I have also a surprise for you. But now come with me. They entered the living-room, and he understood why she needed time to prepare. The room was decorated with candles. There were some sweets and fruits on the table-cloth and serviette were new - blue and white. The legs of the goblets were with shiny blue ribbons tied in bows. The calm romantic melody was heard. Suddenly, he realized that he also looked well. Tall, handsome, brown eyes, brown hear, beautiful long nose and modern glasses. He was glad that the idea to change clothes came to his mind before; otherwise he would look funny in jeans. Now he had classical trousers and white shirt. They sat at the table, and she offered him the things he liked. Her new ring was sparkling in the light, all her gestures were radiating harmony. He loved her so much that it was a pleasure for him just to enjoy her company, but for sure he hoped to proceed this nice evening in the bedroom? She stood up from the chair and came up to him. - Maybe, he thought, we shall not make much noise if we? if we use our leather sofa in the living-room? They began dancing. He was caressing her back by his long fingers, playing with her hair, kissing her into the pink lips. - Now, I want to tell you my surprise. For a second he became tense, but then relaxed. His intuition hinted him that it would be something good. - Yes, my love? - We shall have a second child. Astonished, he hugged her. They stood very close to each other for some time. Then he put his hand, slowly and carefully, on her flat belly. - My love, - he said.- It is marvelous that dreams can come true. 26.10.2005 Copyright © 2006 Victoria Z All rights are reserved. |
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