One day he will see her ...

 

One day he will see her  walking on the palm tree beach front with a man next to her, wearing a long summer dress, her long hair will be waving on her shoulders, they will be walking and laughing and talking, he will be gently holding her hand, they will drink coffee at the blue and white café  that reminds her of a cruise ship, they will going to Chrysanthi’s for brunch and to that little tavern in the corner with the delicious meze and Greek music.

on Sundays she will make the sandwiches, he will be bringing beer, water and fruit and he will take a little trip with his car sometimes on the mountain, sometimes to the beach, she will show him all the places he has never been. Ayia Marina has a waterfall, the place if you go late in the afternoon there is so much serenity, the tall trees, the lake, the picnic area.

he will take her to old town Nicosia at night, walk the quiet paths between the immigrants peacefully chatting outside their homes remembering their faraway land, while the muslim prayers are heard by the nearby mosque.  He will stop at a dark spot in the corner outside an old house with iron bars on the windows. He will push her gently on the wall, give her a kiss, she will kiss him back then gently push him away and they will hold hands again and keep walking until they come to the old coffee shop, with the wooden chairs, the revolutionary announcements on the windows, and the best cold beer in the world. He will silently open the plastic tobacco bag, and slowly roll three cigarettes, and carefully put them next to each other, one for now, two for later, I want you now, he will tell her, but i will wait for later.

One day he will see her, she will be happy and so beautiful and smiling. He will dream of her at nights, her scent, her voice, her hair as they covered his face when she was on top of him. The way she would deeply gaze in his eyes when he was going deeper inside of her, the way she shut them when she couldn’t keep them open anymore. The way she moaned and trembled every time he caressed her thigh, the different sounds she made,  the first time he discovered her little secret, and made her cum, again and again, oh what a sweet revelation it is, you can make a woman feel like this,  when you finally learn to slowly lead her into nirvana,  his brain was simultaneously flooded with her orgasms.

One day he will see her, and they will look into his eyes like a day never past by, than the last time the made love.  She has already forgotten this other man, who hurt her so many times, talking about moving to far away countries, who never made plans for them but always made plans for one.  The day his sees her again, she will be with another man,  fully and deeply in love and committed,  who came one day in her life and told her, you are the one, you are my woman, I will never leave you and I will do anything in my power to make you happy. Will you allow that?

One day, he will see her, and never look back