Evening air whispers
and softly caresses my arms.
Pleasant chills tickle my spine
after a long hot day.
The motionless sky above me darkens
and fades away my contours.
I slide in the night's embrace
and think of nothing but silence.
Time leaves me for a while
and waits patiently
untill I have to move again,
reluctantly and vague
back into life.
Cindy Dijk, August 19, 2009