mercredi 14 novembre 2012

Innocent musing

Last evening i went for another ride, i took a turn on the pathway of a residence (i like wandering in dead-ends and residence areas because that's where you see people living and leaving marks of their living, sometimes i want to spy on that, and sometimes i want solitude so i ride in woods or empty roads), the sun was drowning behind me, and the sky before me was still a faded blue, untouched, i arrived at the end of the track, above on an edge as a ramp to soar off, i pressed against the fence to contemplate the immensity below, a football field in a hollow, and farther a clean white mansion in the middle of a vast yard, there was graffitis on the walls emcompassing the field, as i approached i knew this new view (i never went there) i discovered was going to illuminate my being, i felt sheer joy, i came close smiling my teeth out, and the music starts playing the perfect hymn for that moment, something calm with accoustic guitars and bells, there's an old lady down the perpendicular little concrete path, she's dressed in black and walking a miniature dog, i stare, i feel so open, i want her to turn her head up to me so that i can say "Hello" and wave my hand cheerfully, even if i don't know her, even if i will never see her again, i watch farther on the other side of the football field and i can hardly observe two forms sat on the grass, side by side, my imagination works and i amuse myself, "are they teen lovers, and they found that tranquil place to watch each other impudently, confess, and kiss, and kiss, kiss, kiss; are they little boys tired to play ball who sat down to have a little chat, and guess what they are going to do next, maybe one will go at the other's house to settle on the couch, drink, eat junks, watch tv or play video games", Oh was it nice!
I saw in my mind places where people go to have fun, the bars, the clubs, the restaurants, the rowdy city, and i thought, "me, i don't want that, no, me, i want to be there, lying down on the grass, sipping tea (or coke), tasting biscuits and fruits, chatting calmly, under the silent sunset, and kissing, and kissing, with you."

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