A truly wonderful dream, warming the body, causing a trembling, incomparable feeling...
I dreamed of my Beloved Man..
I didn't even doubt that I had never seen him before, but I felt such a rare kinship of souls, which I had never experienced before...
I was calm.. No stupid jealousy, so senselessly humiliating a person and speaking of neglected complexes..
No feeling of loneliness, which manifests itself precisely in those moments when you are not alone at all..
No regret, no sadness, no doubts..
Only the incredible calm of love..
If someone had told me earlier that love can be calm, I would never have believed it..
It turns out that it can be.. I saw it myself..
Even in a dream..
He, this man from dreams, gave me flowers - wild and the most exquisite.
He cooked me breakfasts. And these breakfasts were as different as my Man..
In the evenings we sat by candlelight, listened to music and loved, warming each other not only with our bodies, but also with our yearning souls..
We had no prohibitions in love and its unearthly pleasures.
We had love without borders..
And again this calm.. Peaceful and so.. long-awaited....
I'm waiting for you in reality, my beloved man.