He saw her and he immediately knew it was her.
I like you.
I like you very much.
My inspiration is always there
when I think of you.
It may be raining, but you are my shining.
x x x
The smell of your hair ...
the shape of you all...
A moment of silence, just looking into round eyes...
To which he later would write:
yes,
It was the start of a new fairy tale with many adventures and happy moments.
He never thought it could happen to him and he experienced a new elan in his plans...
It was as if every corn of sand he touched changed into golden grain.