I wore a long silk dress, a black one.
He wore a tuxedo, a black one too.
My hair was done in an elegant French twist.
His hair was done in a neat pompadour.
I wore a silver Byzantine necklace and bracelet.
He wore a silver metal watch.
We enter a ball full of fancy suits and dresses.
Fancy chandeliers in the ceiling.
Tables covered with chique table cloth.
Classic music playing in the background.
Couples slow dancing to the music.
He softly slides his hand around my waist and I softly slide mine around his.
We look at each other and my red lipstick diffuses to my cheeks.
We share a laugh and I rest on his shoulder.
I see mum watching us from a few tables away and we share a pure smile.
She knows that I know, that I have found a new place.
A new place that enfolds its arms around me to keep me safe.
A new place where I find acceptance and tenderness.
A new place where I find peace and cleanliness.
A new place where I find love and joy.
A new place which I will forever enjoy.
I wrote this in July, 2013. It was another dream of mine.
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