The girl takes another puff and coughs some more; now with tears in her eyes, goes:
“I was going to have a croissant but the crispy corner scratched my throat, going down.”
She coughs again and spatters from her pinkish lips what looks like bits of a grayish paste into the face of the boy.
The boy blurts out:
“You are spitting all over my face!”
“Well, you’re the one who started the day with the sweet topic of diarrhea, remember? I’m utterly sorry if you deem it unpleasant that a few chunks of soft croissant meet that olive skin of your face dear.”
They find themselves back in the room.
“Did you close the door?”
“Well, did YOU close the door?”
“So, who closed the door?”
“Well, I don’t know, I surely didn’t!”
“Well, neither did I, you know…”
They laugh; now leaving the room behind. They enter darkness. A candle is lit on a side table in the corner, by a bed, covered with black and purple satin sheets. The white room with the single orange Lilly in the corner! They stand there in absolute silence, looking into each other’s eyes for what feels like a very lengthy moment. The shimmering light and the dancing shadows, reflecting and streaming in their eyes… they keep looking into one another’s eyes for an eternity. Days go by, weeks, months, years on end…when suddenly, on that very fateful moment…
“So, what are you waiting for?”
“Well, I’m waiting for you…”
“I was here all along, in case you never noticed.”
“But were you present? What were YOU waiting for?”
“What I was waiting for is completely irrelevant…”
“Oh I see. Well, shouldl we just keep waiting?”
Back in the white room, the orange Lilly looks upon two figures in the distant whiteness of the room. They seem to get closer, slowly becoming one. The orange Lilly witnesses a certain flow in their movement. The Orange Lilly is possessed by a phoenix. Dust after fire, fire after dust…The merge of the two figures into one is still quite visible.
“I am leaving.”
“It’s alright. Goodbye.”
Another lengthy kiss and back to the outside world, beyond the rooms, the Lilly and the candle…
© Sina Saberi – 2 September 2013