Snow of that winter.

She was sitting near the window looking at falling sparkling snow. White snowflakes slowly covered the ground still cold in the beginning of spring.
“Great start… just awesome.” – thought she annoyingly.
Mariita was thinking about songs and dreams, lines and forgotten tales she described once in her verses. Weird feeling, just too odd. Even for her.

Something was tearing her those last days, some strange feeling she had for a pretty long time.
She walked across the room and sat down on the bed. Day was pale and she wasn’t in a mood to do anything.

“So, some music would be very nice. And a book…” – decided Riita opening a book she bought yesterday. Pretty nice one, actually.
Soon she felt that she was falling asleep.

… Lost in a forest of her dreams and nightmares Mariita saw every single wish of her own. She hadn’t so sweet dreams for a long long time. Only a couple of times she woke up with a smile on her face.
This one was so.
She knew that when she woke up it’s all would be gone.Happiness was a temporary fact here, in her life. At least she thought so.

– Tell me why.. – wept she.
– Just let the right time come. – whispered a silent voice.
– I want to… – she paused and looked in his eyes still deep and so real. Why she felt him so real everytime they met in a dream? That was a mystery for her. So it was so now. She felt his touch, his warmth, his taste..
– Let the time come.. – told he again.
Tight embrace made her hold her breath. Tears were falling silently down, but she knew that she would see him again.

Riita opened her eyes and noticed that it was such a late time. Still a bit sleepy she tried to see something in the dark, but realizing that it was just a dream she turned to the other side and fell asleep again.
She even didn’t notice a jacket lying near her and pale light behind her door….
When he came back she was sleeping embracing his jacket.

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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