You hear each sound quite clearly and distinctly: the horses hooves, the creaks of the carriage, people talking, insects buzzing.You hear each sound quite clearly and distinctly: the horses hooves, the creaks of the carriage, people talking, insects buzzing. As the sun goes down you sense the expansion of space as sounds seem to carry farther. You know exactly where your lover is on the seat across from you. Is that by his body heat? Or maybe the reflection of sounds? Or some sixth sense? Your hands press against the cool yielding strength of the leather seat as your body enjoys the warm caress of the long cloak. Now you realize that the street sounds are gone. |