Landscape January 14, 2015 4:31:42 PM – 4:32:39 PM

I wrote letters to you in my thoughts and followed the movements of the road along the coast and the sea, hesitatingly. Grey.

The books rested around the coffee.

The cloud hid something from the birds. This is how you answered. We thought of contexts of natural phenomena: The quivering of northern lights in your voice; glittering secrets inside the stones, inside the Earth, inside each other. Sometimes a couple in love will come across each other and shrug their shoulders at the mind of the sun.