Our little house in the mountain

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One day, suddenly, I was following our dream, a little house in a mountain, with a view of a lake, mountains behind it, our secret place, no one can get us there. With scents of lemongrass and wood, and our little chimney, ready for a glass of wine, our little Vienna it will be.

In perspective, it was a time not that long ago, when I just felt so proud, of having had a party for the inauguration of out little nest, that was not in reality what we essentially wanted, nevertheless made it home, a home so deeply innate to our hearts, that those 90 days we lasted there were wonderful, spicy nights of decadence and romance, tiny lights revealing the silhouette of each other immensely atoned by the richest of pleasures.... our little Rome it was, with scents of the finest breakfasts, and a warmth of our huge bed, we were Kings of our own reign.

Suddenly that was changed, due to circumstances that required a decision, on the linders of change, decided it was, to leave behind for a bit, in the path to our little Vienna, but then a sensation of emptiness in one's soul, started to grow as the root of a giant tree, what is of my life without her scent, without her smile, without her face,  without her morning glory in which her goldened skin reflected the morning with perfection in the shadows of the day to come, where with the softness of her skin she made me a brave soldier ready to roll her world and with the gleaming of her smile I could bring down the stars, the sun and the moon for nothing would get in the path between me and her.

Yet, it was to be tested my ability to be without her, to discern correctly in my understanding of her needs, in having set enough for her in this brave new world, for I made her a promise a while ago, and it was to have her as a queen no matter what, so her glare never darkens not even the least, because she deserves this world and the next. this world for her deliver I must, and make of this city, the city in between, worthy of having my Queen as comfortable as it gets, while fighting my way to our little Vienna, the final destination for happiness to come, for one can not but plea in this pursue, for winning her heart everyday to come.

Dr. E



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