-Crazy, how it, feels tonight.
Crazy, how you, make it all alright love.
You crush me, with the, things you do,
I do, for you, anything too oh.
Sitting, smoking, feeling high.
And in this, moment, ah, it feels so right.

Lovely woman, I am at your feet, oh, God I want you so badly.
And I wonder this could tomorrow be so wondrous as you there sleeping

“Nono…you`ve got to keep it in you`re lounges as long as possible” Mary explained how to smoke the joint properly. They were laughing and flirting as they stood outside on the balcony alone. It was chilly, and the wind woulden`t seeme to let go of their hair. Suddanly, Mary turned quiet, and she peeked amazed up at the dark, almost black sky, lightened up by the intense light from the stars and the moon. “The fall is here” She said, almost whispering. Amalie just nodded and noticed that her breath made frost mist. The thought of fall and frost made her shiver.

“The last day of summer never felt so cold …” Mary said with her husky dark voice, and in that moment she didden`t looked bad-***** at all, just volnurable.

“Tell me about you`re life. Why did you leave Detroit?” Amalie asked, and saw that Mary`s face expression changed. She turned around as she looked at her, and in that moment, Amalie felt that she looked trough her skin, and in to her soul. Was there rage and sorrow in the back of her mind? Sad moments that had turned to bad memories like invisible, but not yet forgotten scars? She wanted to ask her. Why was her blue eyes yet so dark? Marys face expressed an suddan emptyness, and Amalie could now almost touch her feelings.
Amalie`s facination for Mary became now even stronger, and she realized that her eyes had never seen a more beautiful creature before. It was like some kind of instinct; she had to touch this women. Never had she experienced anything like it before, but it didden`t scare her.

Mary walked over to her, slowly. She reached out for Amalies hand and soon after, she smoothly placed her hands around her waist. “I feel like Juliet”. The words slipped out of Amalies mouth. Mary raised her eyebrows, but she didden`t laugh. “…And I`m Romeo then?”. Amalie blushed, and Mary grinned as she pulled her closer. The whole scenario was so cliche, but still natural.