Private Accident or pattern?

[Miria]

When Miria's hand was on Tala's lips, not only her face, but perhaps her whole body turned red in an instant, and a pleasant feeling ran through her heart again, and this time Miria knew its name, it was love and what she felt inside her was a slight prickling, of how pleasant and happy she felt in the world right now, and in response she only brushed her cheek against the girl's other hand and rubbed it gently and laughed sweetly, but quietly enough for only Tala to feel these notes of delight and triumph of the young lesbian. But evidently even this was not enough for Tala, and she began to talk about the beauty and appearance of Miria , in response she gave a little snort and stood up to caress the bare neck of Tala, as if to avenge her for such too sincere and direct compliments, and then she took the tall girl by the hand and told her "Come quickly, my beauty! You'll feel so many interesting things without your eyesight, I'll be your eyes!" As she stepped out into the already darkened but still warm street Miria looked around and said "I thought a slow, intimate walk in the direction of your place would be just enough moments for you to be satiated with my tenderness." Miria began to behave more calmly, finally realizing that within an hour or two she had now found a partner and was staring at Tala, back and forth, trying to reach for her shoulders, or just silently listening to the sounds of the wind and the music of bygone eras coming through the open windows of the local poor apartments while stroking Tala's hand as if to tell her that this was all real and not some dream from which one cannot wake up. "We can go tomorrow about the clothes, now I just want to be with you in this almost surreal silence of the night, my beloved Tala."
Miria`s hair was touching Tala`s clothes a bit at the moment when wind got a bit colder but overall she looked defenseless and fully encapsulated by the magnificence of this moment.


Tala Vale