„Come a little bit closer. Hear what I have to say. Just like children sleepin‘ we could dream this night away.“ (Neil Young, Harvest Moon)
Like a sensual dream. Like a precious wine. Like a fatal moment in life when love breaks. Suddenly. So she stood before him like a valuable painting surrounded by the sound of silence. Her face, soft and tenderly, enlightened by a shining candle. There, under the archway – she might gonna jump into life. And all her beautiness, the essence of her inner life, could be felt everywehre around.