It was one of those evenings. Later on and after the afternoon slump, I stepped out in the porch. The heat was almost unbearable, it was clinging to the body and the sea breeze was non-existent. The expectation was increasing the desire. There was a jasmine fragrance on the air and it almost made me dizzy. I noticed that no one was talking. Sometimes, I could hear the sea. From the rocks to the mountains, the distant Galaxy led. Beyond God.
Let’s go inside.
I won’t wait any longer.
“Can I have a glass of champagne please?”

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Anna Gerolymatou-mixed media artist