[ Yesterday we went out at night, down to the big riverside. There's a long park and woods along it, me and my partner walked beside it, partially in the darkness while listening to Empty Love by @barbatusart on my stereo, as it mixes with the natural sounds of the riverside, the frogs croaking, nightingales singing, the current of the water fluidly passing by...The dark water and the dark nature at the river banks, only some lights here and there, darkness, nature, beauty, and the ghostly romantic sound of the music, a starry night sky with no moon, the smell of flowers, a beautiful old willow, I stop in the middle of the road, the time is stopped, no further, no backer, no anxiety or depression, no future or past, just the now, as I caress the petals of the rose, smell its perfume, put my lips on it to feel its velvety touch, nobody is in the streets, and I stand there, just the presence of you with me, just us and the dark lonely night...]
[ The cries of the nightingales are beautiful with the song.]