Rendezvous (За Ace Coke )

The day was quickly passing by. The last rays of sunshine were slowly fading, moving from leaf to leaf, daggering the surface and losing their own charm… The centre - tiled with squares - small pieces of solitude was mirroring feelings, thoughts and perceptions. Though it was raining the whole day, the dampness of the city implied sentiments of greatness and unapproachable freedom…

He could fell it in the air - every breath that he took made him think even more and more optimistically, even though mixed feelings of excitement and tenseness had captured his mind.

He hadn´t seen her for a long time. The last months were passing by monotonously, strongly clung between the compulsory character of the work and the invasive thoughts of survival. Most of the days for him were like this at that time - rambling through the emptiness of the shallow relationships and through the plane of words - most of them said to no purpose…

Now the same song was pulsating into his head again - tender octaves, pouring into aureate rhythms began designing his passing heartbeating. He had once told her about the song and the awaken emotions, the constant thinking about her and now he unwittingly hoped that the same rhythms were passing through her heart, letting drops fall smoothly in the lake of motions, leaving evenly ordered circles, broadening gently their circumferences..

Another question passed quickly through his mind : "What was the velocity v of the widening of the circles, if  hundred of them were passing through a straight line, situated in the centre of the plane, in less than a minute.." Fortunately, the practical, mechanical way of thinking let him wring out and relax for a while. Suddenly, he saw her moving graciously, overpassing the space, using the underground´s escalators…

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She remembered the tears - bitter drops, kissing her face, pouring out all the sensitivity she possessed.. Even though she looked so self assured, encouraged and willing to succeed, the moments of privateness were also coming in a while, even though she could let nobody see her in such a position. Actually this was her strongest condition, because coping with problems all by herself constructed her complete behaviour - rigorous and independent she would let nobody become so easily a part of her life…

That´s why he liked her so much - the challenge shoved himself into different directions so strongly, that he would not find his place, until he reached his purpose… But this time, it was not only that - the combination of her beauty, intelligence and self - assurance made him get out of his skin…

He liked her lips, her odour, her way of clothing, the way she smiled and the way she covered anything that was not needed telling with a simple gentle grimace. She was so tender, but so inaccesible in the same time, that very often he felt embarrased, as if caught in a trap, from which there was no escape.. He liked to stare at her during the lectures they attended together, though most of the time she seemed as if she was paying so much attention to the exposed material. The one thing he couldn´t notice was that she was also looking at him - with the tip of her eyes, her soul - gently smiling to the fact that he was looking at her so mischievously and he couldn´t stop for a long time…

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That day she woke up at around eleven.. The sudden ringing of the phone made her slowly open her eyes. After a moment she was talking to him. Most of the times, when he called her, it was like that - she was either sleeping or sleepy, because of the studying or because of the exhaustion taht was inevitably coming after her work.. She was working in a place, that was situated in a nearby city and that made her travel two times a week in both directions. She liked that travelling, because she could relax for a while, ot of the company of her two neighbours… She could finaly take a deep breath , enjoy the incoming sunshine behind the cool, shiny barrier of the train´s window and spread her out into the boundlessness of the green fields…

( To be continued, when an inspiration comes… )