Spring

He moved towards the door feeling happy because her skin felt happy. She gently grabbed his hand and dragged him back into her arms. She hold him and put her ear upon his beating heart. They smiled at the same time without looking at each other. They were blissful and thankful. It was a moment of true happiness.

I put my arms around you to hold you. I put my arms around you to say a prayer. Once, I believed in God. Now, I believe in my arms and in your eyes. You are my toy and I am your child.

Once, I believed in God. Now, I am released from all gods. I am released from my Father, from my Mother, from my Home. I stand godless upon this godless world and I breathe the godless air. And now, I am about to eat for the first time, drink for the first time and make love for the first time. I am un-baptized. I get a new name, an Indian name. My name is “Smell of Bread”.

The door had just closed and she rushed straight back to bed. She curled up under the sheets and enjoyed the feeling of the spring coming.