i found romance i went to this quiet place in Q with him. it was perfect. this is the egypt baba wanted me to know. we sat together on this stone bridge full of history and i could almost imagine cairo in the seventies. i could see women with perfectly coiffed hair and impeccably tailored dresses, men smoking cigarettes in suits with loosened ties. but it was empty. we were alone. the shadows and the light of the full moon showed me his face in fourty years. he looked at the gardens and i looked at the water. between the two of us i believe our eyes touched everything there. we couldn't stop laughing at the too idealistic scene we found ourselves living, but when we ran out of breath there were moments where we just looked into each other's eyes. my god that was heavy. it felt so unreal that we'd just start giggling again. he'd forget himself and touch my face. and all i could do was smile. a man fished in the dark behind me, for stars maybe. my feet hurt but i forgot when we walked back through piles of yellow leaves, he held my hand and i felt like we were pioneers making a trail in unexplored territory. it was perfect. |