And then her eyes shined
with a shine never to be seen
And her lips glowed
in a red glow never to be tasted
Her hands moved slowly
towards his unshaved face
And she kissed him
in a way that no one has ever kissed again
This is the story of two lovers that met one day of May and never again leave each other alone.
It was night. A night that none of them will ever forget. A night that fate played its games once again. A lonely night, not of people around them, but lonely of love. It was the month of May. It was him, and it was her. Two souls meant to be together but never met before. You can call it fate, karma or whatever you like. But they were there. Looking each other, loving each other with just one look.
He was 12 years older. She was 12 years younger. But what does age matters to love? Love. An eternal word. A word that you can tell, but never describe. A word that has so many meanings. But they, they were loving each other with every possible meaning of love. They were lovers, even before they have met. They were soul mates that never die. They were the fulfillment of love.
And the wind blew once again
And covered their eyes
With rain, snow and dust
But they were standing there
Loving each other
The story is very big. It started, but never ends. It is a story that anyone can end it whenever he likes. It is an endless story if you want it to be. But they are here, there, everywhere. They are wherever you want them to be.
Days passed, weeks, months, almost a year. But they were one. They became one by the time they touched each other. In their “holy place”. They united eternally. Nature was their so called priest. The trees, the moon, the winds and every single breath were their witnesses. They needed no one else. They had each other.
And when the time comes, you will know
Gods always show their signs
And you will be alone no more
And I will be alone no more
There are many stories that can be told inside this little story. There is one story in every story that exists. Love is the story. The author is different.
They decided to leave behind their past lives, and moved away. They have gone to a small beautiful town, where they started slowly building their new dreams. The things were not easy, but they were simple as both of them used to say. He loved her and so did her. So their love was the solution to everything.
And there were times of sadness and crying
And there were times of sorrow
But there was always love to guide them
And their love was strong
Their story can be a poem, a painting, a novel, even History or a myth. Their story is a tale of love. A love story with mythical facts and true words.
His name was Don and hers was Juan. They are not their real names, but what does it matter? You can put your names if you want to, or just leave the Don and Juan.
They shared hopes, dreams, moments, but above all they shared their passion for everything around them. They wanted to learn everything. To travel the world. To write music. To compose poems. They kept on writing, composing, talking and holding each other every single day that passed.
And the time has come
For their souls to leave this world
And the world cried
With tears of happiness, nor of sorrow
And they lived together
Forever and ever
The story never ends. As long as lines can be written and added. The story will never end. Love lives eternally. Love never dies. Neither does this story. Start it and end it all over again. From the beginning to its end. But always write down the lines. Every time different lines. Different words combined together, as their souls did and continue doing it.
And the story will never end
Their love will be eternal
The story is me and you
The story is every Don and every Juan
Make your own story out of it. Understand it however you like or want. Fulfill it your own ways. But always remember. The story ends whenever you want it to end. Don & Juan never ended their story. And they lived happily ever after.