Note No. 29. Music of Heart
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26th July 1819
My husband woke me up this morning. It was still
dark. He gave me a cape and told to go with him to the same meadow as yesterday,
wearing nothing. He really wanted to listen to a morning concert of nightingales.
Let me remind you – you are very original, Willy!
It was even nice to watch sunrise. We have not
done this since we are married… It is good to come back to old traditions
sometimes. And that is not all! When we went home, William took me in his arms,
and we started slow dancing. Close to each other, remarkably close. I felt his
breathe on my cheeks, felt his kisses on my forehead, even on my nose, in short…
everywhere. It was sweet, it was touching. Music of our hearts is the only one
we need to move us.
I still feel it all… Until tomorrow then!
Tomorrow I will start writing a script and I will tell you a story of my birth.
It will be along and interesting tale! Or maybe something unexpected will
happen again and I will have to let you know… We will see!
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