By the light of the moon

in Freewriters3 years ago


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If it was up to me, we'd be out there. Completely lost and away from this mess of a world. Found, in the way our breathings synchronize while we walk through the forest. Lost to the perfect sensation of pieces falling into place as we unfold. Found, in the way our lips touch, bringing memories of a thousand lifetimes. If it was up to me, we'd be out there, together, just you and me.

Out there, we sleep with no bad dreams, cocooned by the sounds of nature, and I fall into your arms so gently, safe at last. Cold nights, we enjoy them the best. They are the perfect opportunity to let our warmth rise to just the right temperature, wrapping us in a bubble. The forest stands as a quiet witness, echoing words of love, the wind dancing between the trees. Nature, you and me, we compose every night the same beautiful song, each moment and note still unique in itself.

I wake you up with my fingers running softly through your hair, a light touch of lips on your forehead, as the fluttering of the first sun rays timidly peek in. The sight of your eyes opening to greet me, the grunt you make when you're still half lost in the haze of deep sleep, the way you twist your body to place yourself over me and proceed to smother me with playful kisses. I laugh as if you had surprised me, like it was the first time, every time.

We have breakfast by the creek, the one I discovered, a pristine haven reserved just for us. Untouched, exactly like the place I hold the thought of you in my heart. The scenery manages to look slightly different, each day a little more beautiful. I struggle to stay still at times, while you just sit there in your usual spot, a flat rock whose mineral composition shines with the waltz of the sunlight. You give me your deadly stare, a bit worried that I might twist an ankle with all the moving around, barefoot amidst the running water and the pebbles.

After a nice walk through the forest, which we are getting to know like the palm of our hands, we come back to the creek. We're almost there, but not quite yet. Still, I'm already dropping clothes and running towards the water, screaming with joy. You chase me, not far back, because even though you could leave me behind almost effortlessly, you love the view of me half naked so much. So, you chase me, playfully, grunting just the way you know I love.

There you are, at the edge of the creek, while I splash some cold water in your direction, cracking up like a mad woman and a bit breathless. Your evil smile comes in, and I'm left mid-laugh as desire kicks in as hard as it goes. You know what it does to me. And you seize the chance to bridge the gap between us, just a few steps forward and I'm caught in your arms, pressed tightly against your chest. I breathe in, fully, inhaling your scent mixed with mine. And as I exhale, I know I'm exactly where I need to be.

I bathe in the small cascade whose muffled roaring serves as background for our afternoons. My energy downs a little, not in a bad way at all, I just need some quiet time to meditate and stare inwards. You know it well, some days I get like that, and you still find it lovely to look at me as the water runs down my body; an absent yet focused expression on my face. Later, we both stay in silence, floating for a while, gazes lost in the shapes of the clouds. Time goes by, and we say enough. Our eyes meet, and our smiles greet, brightening every corner of our paradise. It's play hour, once more.

We eat our last meal of the day by the fire. Flames crackling and reflecting in the shadows, the atmosphere fills with the whispers of critters, your jokes and my giggles. The air is calm, and so are our minds. I slide closer to you, craving the touch of our skins, and we sit there as the light fades out, shoulder to shoulder, holding hands. The silence between us can be the most comfortable harmony in the world, comparable only to the raw sounds of our love by the light of the moon. Yes, dearest, if it was up to me, we'd be out there. Lost, or rather found, in the everythingness of nature.
 


I'd like to thank you for reading this. I hope my words resonated with you in some way. If they did, or even if they didn't, I'd like to further connect with you, so I invite you to drop a comment and I'll answer it as soon as I can.



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That was nice and relaxing, wasn't expecting that... guess we took the same prompt. (maybe, wild guess, coincidence, up in the air, not really important).

nonetheless, it is beautiful.

Hi there! I'm sorry, but I'm not sure I got what you meant in this comment. You seem to have liked the story though, and I'm glad!

Sorry, for that... bad habit of mine... to just write what's on my mind.

How to say this, most of the time I visit. The writing seems to be dark and gloomy somehow, or that is just my luck that happens.

so this is a breath of fresh air, and is beautiful.

That is it, thank you... and I am sorry for the misunderstanding. Hope this is well receive.

Yes, well received! Thank you for your thoughtful comment. No worries, I was just tired when I read the first one you had left and didn't quite understand what you meant haha

I'm glad you see this post as a breath of fresh air. It's exactly that, for me. The person I refer to here, fiction and all, is one of the few in the world that can help me really breathe. Something to treasure and cherish forever, don't you think?

Sometimes my writing might come through as gloomy and dark, and I'm always sorry for it because there's nothing I enjoy more than to bring light into other people's lives. But eh, that's life. Gloomy, dark, yet so incredibly beautiful all the time.

What a nice piece and a slice of perfection you describe in this...fiction, dream, wish of yours. As a bona fide caveman I' can only say one word:

This is totally legit.

Ok, that's technically four words, but if you focus on the operative word being legit it's one.

A nice piece.

A few concise words of praise from a bonafide caveman ought to be always well received.

Fiction is just another edge of reality. I allow myself to dream, and I enjoy every second of it as if it has happened already.

Thank you for taking the time to read my post and to leave a legit comment! Glad you liked this little freewrite.

Glad you liked this little free-write.

Your writing is a pleasure to read.

Floating magical words skim across your page, as lyrical as a poem, as evocative as a song. Oh, my, the word romance just doesn’t do this justice. Simply sublime, worthy of accolades from the Pulitzer. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

I think of love as a melody that lovers compose, stringing harmoniously their life events, and what scenario would be more appropriate to do so than nature, right? It hardly gets better than that.

Thank you for your words of appreciation, you're too kind to a wannabe writer.

Thats a beautiful write..
I appreciate this very much, 👍

I'm glad you enjoyed it! Thank you for taking the time to read my post and to comment.

You are welcome, 👍

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Beautifully written would be so meager a word to describe this wonderful piece. I wish I add a better word like legit but then I'm not really a scholar.

I enjoyed every bit of it. Felt like I was there, watching you enjoy nature and play half naked splashing water all over.

You have a gift @beautifulwreck . I'll be a fool not to acknowledge that. I'm a big fan from now on, maybe not your biggest but then I'm still here..

Thank you as always, for blessing me ❤️✅

Hi!

I enjoyed every bit of it. Felt like I was there, watching you enjoy nature and play half-naked splashing water all over.

Well, I'm glad it all came through very realistic, one of the wonders of writing from the heart, but there is only one person in this world who gets to really be there and enjoy that view. Sorry not sorry!

Thank you for your words of praise, I try to convey the greatness of my emotions through my writing. It's good that at least some of it reach the readers.

You are an incredible writer <3

Thank you 😊

This was stunningly beautiful to read. Evocative, dreamy... sublime and so effortlessly written it seems. You have a wonderful way of writing words that flow beautifully both onto and off the page. Your fiction is quite lyrical and transient. It takes me places... pulling both my heart and soul in the same direction...floating... at peace.