It´s late night. Police cars driving throught the streets.He is standing by the window only in his jeans.
Yellow light from outside underlining his masculine body. I am trying to concentrate to look in his eyes. Are they blue, brown?
It is not easy. My desire is strongly advising me to get closer. Maybe I just jump.
The air is heavy…….. the atmosphere is electric and I could not move. Not a inch.

He looks like a memory.
Memory that I never had.

One step closer nad he would dissapear.
My need, my wish my burning desire would wanish.
He took a deep breath and one step toward to me……“I know you“ he said….. you were in my dream.