I’m going to set a couple of stars bouquet for you. Set them on the night

table. Along the lamp light. Next to you. To provide you with special

lightning for you to read your book. You will be so engrossed with those

bouquets you’ll forget about everything being in awe. Your breathing

will be short, but no worries. No worries. It’ll be a sweet scent burning

your nostrils. You’ll feel the scent of cinnamon and quince taking on

your brain. The feeling will be sweet. Extremelly subtle. As the fingers

of a new born touching you. You will turn off the lamplight.

The whole room is going to shine as never before. You’re going to call

my name. You’re going to shout my name! And I shall be with you in

two steps to embrace you and drown in your breath.

Ernesto Onofre