Senses (A short story)

6. Senses

On his way to the bar his eyes met hers.

If she were a ray of light shining casually across the book case, she would have rested at Murakami.

Her vague smile must have had a magnetic attraction because suddenly he found himself standing next to her.

Before long their hips moved in the same rhythm and their bliss dripped from their faces in the form of sweat.

For minutes they were alone for hours and only when the Cuban musicians played their last chord they slowly came to their senses.

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Not yet (A short story)

4. Not yet

Would everyone see the stars as she saw them?

Would others experience the joy that she experienced differently than she did?

She caressed the creature lying beside her and tried to be aware of her happiness.

She knew it wouldn't last but what meaning does time have for one who is happy?

And so she dreamt on...

In his dreams he had saved the world with her, survived a war and a nuclear disaster and at one point he stood with her at the cradle of a new beginning for mankind.

He knew that one day he would meet her in the real world and so it was.

In his dreams she was blond and here he was sitting next to a brunette. And yet is was her.

They exchanged looks and words but never more than that.

Not yet.

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