Per farmi (farci) perdonare dell'overdose di calcio (che per vostra sfortuna è ben lungi dall'essere finita), quel che segue
Premessa. Non amo in modo particolare le fan fictions. Anzi non le leggo mai.
MI sono imbattuta però per caso in questo passo riguardante THE REUNION KISS. Merita di essere condiviso
Hands brushing his face, calluses catching on stubble, leaving trails of imprinted desire along his jawline; lips slightly parted, exhaling all the wants and needs that cannot find words in hot breath, closer, closer, searching for a soft haven in the darkness of singularity; bodies clinched, muscles fighting each other and singing in harmony all at once, melting under the heat of pushing; foreheads pressed, two veins pulsing in unison, blood singing with memories buried deep in the body, suppressed by the mind but never to be forgotten by in the flesh, knowledge deeper than thought; seeking, seeking, seeking, needing it right this instant but savoring the sweet anticipation of desperation, wanting everything, opened and waiting—
—and finally, collision, coming home, soft and smooth and sweet, lips pressed into a mirror of reunion, a love transmitted in the language of unknowing, bursting, bursting, bursting, finding, always there; can’t let go, can’t release, joy burning too hot, too fast, too much—
—a kiss, forged, in the space between two souls.
