The evening has begun.
Expected, dreamed, planned, inevitable.
They are dining face to face.
Barely separated by an invisible line between the two.
The ruling cold in the gloomy and skeptical winter night.
The house pets had respected that privacy by leaving them alone.
She was circled from the bud by the glimpse of the man.
Tácita is also concluding and closing concepts.
Proximate partial hypothesis resulting in the lucid gaze.
The lines give way to the inescapable figure of a desired conformation.
There is an explicit desire with the beautiful body of the lady.
Impossible not to notice eagerness of an unshown contiguous approach.
Until that breath a warm talk changes destiny.
Knowing the depths of the opposite soul was the object.
How much close vehemence would burn the foliage of passions.
The food was being left aside before the phonetic progress of agitated paragraphs.
The minutes and words jumped towards an accepted seasoning.
Provoking a funnel approved by both parties was conclusive.
Mae Marcelo Elias
(beginning of a neosurrealist fragment)