dark night sound of a train in the distance sad call of a lonely owl hungry bark of a fox passing by wind playing with the leaves of a tree church bell striking twice reminding me to fall asleep
she looks out of the window into a bright blue sky I have not heard from him for a long time she quietly says opens a drawer takes out pen and paper and begins to write slowly and thoughtfully
eating the food you have cooked for me is a sensuous experience I can smell a country far away with tastes foreign to me and secrets and pleasures to be explored
eating the food you have cooked for me soon becomes a sensual experience now I can smell your scent and taste your skin
I close my eyes and eat slowly very very slowly savouring every bite not wanting to miss your secret pleasures