Flavia: What is it?
Matthew ...
Flavia ...
Matthew: You took off his glasses ...
Flavia: Yeah, I do not need right now: is I do not see it from afar, and you are near
Matthew: And that's just me you want to watch?
Flavia: Why, is there something more interesting, you know?
(laugh)
Matthew: Let me look into your eyes ...
(Flavia smiles, raises his head to allow Matt to watch)
Flavia: What do you see?
Matthew ... (smiles in turn) is beautiful ...
Flavia: What?
Matthew: To see your eyes smile. Knowing that you are happy without telling us anything.
Flavia: In fact, there is no need to talk much: I see you are happy, without you I have said nothing. I saw by your smile, sure, but your eyes were smiling long before the lips, e. ..
Matthew: Close your eyes ...
Flavia: Eh ...?
Matthew: Yes, close them ...
(Flavia closes his eyes. Matthew takes her hand in his, gently, as if afraid of hurting her, and approached him)
Matthew: It is not just my eyes want you to communicate what I feel at this moment ...
Flavia: What ...?
Matthew: Do not worry, trust me
Flavia ...
(pause indefinite)
Matthew: Now you can open your eyes, if you want
(Flavia opens his eyes: his hand is resting gently on his chest, his press lightly on her hand to stop tenervela)
Matthew: Okay, now you also perceive what I feel. There is no need to talk, you're right: we must be able to see and hear to really understand ... That is ... Oh, sorry: I'm wrapped! See, I know you from little, yet I know that right now you know exactly what I feel, and you understood it before, when we met. It took a few words and we were perfectly tuned. This does not happen often ...
Flavia: Almost never, to tell the truth ...
(Pause for silence: Flavia's hand is always on the chest of Matthew, the two look at each other without speaking, always smiling)
Matthew: It is strange ... I can almost hear your thoughts ...
Flavia: And what's even stranger is that it seems to me to receive your ...
Matthew: It's beautiful, all of this.
Flavia: so beautiful that I almost fear
Matthew (staring) : Why? What scares you so much? What are you afraid?
Flavia: (supporting the view of Matthew) : What a finish. What this is all a dream. May you be disappointed in me ...
Matthew: You want it?
Flavia: What?
Matthew: What a finish. That this is not real. Let me down.
Flavia: No, absolutely not, but ...
Matthew (interrupting gently) : So it will not happen. It will not happen anything bad or wrong between us. Unless you want to happen or we make it happen.
Flavia: If I say that's only because I was sick so much time, they are no longer used ... Here ...
Matthew (removing his hand from that of Flavia) : Flavia ...
Flavia (by removing in turn, slowly, the hand from the chest of Matthew) : Tell me, Matt ...
Matthew: I love
The
0 comments:
Post a Comment