Once there was a girl who dreamed she befriended a beautiful man. In her dream, you could not see his face, or any well defined physical attributes; he showed himself in her dream halfway between the shadows and the golden light of sunset. He was tall and soft spoken.
In the dream, she heard excerpts from the long conversations they held; she talked to him about her fears and failed attempts at different things, detouring to the dark places in her heart from time to time. He listened attentively and didn't freak out. He didn't grab her or kiss her in her mouth to make her feel better, but he gave her sincere hugs and told her stories about the dark places in his heart. She remembers a slight tinge of purple in her lips from the wine they shared and the giggles from the buzz it gave them.
The dream portrayed them spending time together, discovering great music together, singing songs in Spanish and Arabic, sharing each other's company and nourishing the starved, dark places in their hearts. the most vivid image in her dream is an image of herself smiling wholeheartedly at sunset, while drifting between dark and lit spots in the landscape...for the first time she seemed happy to be drifting in and out of the dark places in her heart, accompanied by a beautiful man who was able to go there with her. As they talked, the sun hid behind the water and the night came, just as dark as those places in her heart, and just as beautiful. The last fragment of the dream was blurry and fading, but she recalls saying to this beautiful man: Thank you Amine.
Photos of Erika taken by Amine; photos of Amine taken by Erika.
1 comment:
I love it. The pictures are mysterious, yet inviting. They amke me want to know more about the thin, intriuging man lurking in the shadows. And the ending was a nice heartfel surprise. Amine is quite the photographer himself I might add.
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