his blue and her waves

it was early morning when the lady of the castle called its mistresses. 

In the first 3 months of the year I could not leave this space. My heart was waiting. Each 7th of each month got to be a day to contemplate. 

Today in the 4th month, on the 7th day I raise the clowds above 

I whisper to the wind and when he smiles the clowds turn on eachother 

they swirl and they fight so that pieces of their effort gets dissipated into the dark 

and heavy rain started in the middle of their encounter 

The lady went outside and danced in her white silk dress with her hair raised above her soft shoulders, on which she guarded the sun and the waves of her heart. 

She danced a wild dance. Her feet cried at one point. 

And then the sky opened. The castle was flooded with a blue light. 

Her eyes looked for his presence. Her hands drew his smile in the dissipated pieces of the dark. 

She took that smile and touched her waves. Her shoulders shivered, her body trembled and her knees upon the ceiling as the wind shattered all that was to be shattered. 

Still she kept his blue and his smile.