75542 - Warm contact

N. Lygeros

On the road, in the car,
they were so close
that they could feel their legs.
The view was beautiful.
And they were impressed by the spectacle.
While she was driving
she couldn’ t stop watching his view.
He was writing on his notebook.
The speed of the car caught his attention.
She changed her direction
and he felt her contact.
They weren’t close now.
She was inside his mind.
And her moves were a warm contact.
They had the same vision.
It was taller than the Empire State.
It looked like the Freedom Tower.
And it was beyond imagination.
Totally free.
Without any obstacles.
She could feel the harmony of his mind
and every sensitive point of his soul.
After the liberation
she felt with her fingers the essence of freedom.