"Love Wrapped in Evening Light"
The sun was slowly slowly sunk into the horizon.
Darkness was slowly descending over the sky,
and everything was dissolving into the quiet layers of evening.
The waves of the sea were making noise,
yet within that noise there was a strange kind of peace.
Ramish looked at Richer.
The fading sunlight fell on Richer's face, had been making it even more charming.
Ramish gently placed his hand on Richer's face and said,
"This light feels as if it's touching something even softer than silk,
and had been making it more beautiful with every passing moment."
Richer softly straightened Ramish's face towards the sun with his hand and said,
"Watch the sunset in silence."
Then both of them quietly watched the final moments of the setting sun.
Ramish said softly,
"Come, Richer, let's walk together on the sand for a while."
Richer shook his head like a child and said,
"Not now… I'm very tired.
And after racing with you,
my legs are really hurting."
Ramish said with concern,
"Then let's go back to the hotel.
You can rest,
I'll give you a massage,
you'll feel better."
Richer smiled and said,
"No, I don't need a massage.
Just stay here lying with me,
and look at this beautiful evening.
There's so much peace and silence here,
I want to stay a little longer."
Ramish smiled and said,
"But the sound of the waves is breaking this silence."
Richer replied gently,
"Even this waves sound feels like a song."
Ramish smiled,
"Oh… now even the noise of the waves sounds like music to you!"
Richer said with a playful smile,
"I'm seeing the world through your eyes."
Ramish smiled quietly and said,
"There is truly peace here,
but your health matters more.
That's why we should go back to the hotel,
so you can rest."
Richer lovingly rubbed his face against Ramish's shoulder and said,
"No… not yet…
Just keep talking to me."
Ramish laughed,
"What should I talk about? You say something."
Richer said softly,
"You speak so beautifully,
you should talk."
Ramish smiled,
"What should I talk to say?"
Richer replied,
"Anything…
I don't know why,
but I like listening to you."
Ramish asked in surprise,
"Really? You truly like listening to me?"
Richer smiled,
"Yes… I really do."
Ramish said softly,
"I was afraid that, you might get tired of my words."
Richer laughed, held Ramish's hand, placed it on his chest and said,
"That's not true.
Whatever you say that's, you say it from your heart,
and that's why I like listening to you."
Ramish looked deeply into Richer's eyes and said,
"I only know how to talk about love…
the love I have fallen into with you."
Then he smiled and added,
"Richer… if you like my words,
that means my love is slowly entering your heart."
Richer smiled,
but remained silent.
Ramish placed Richer's hand over his own heart and said softly,
"You live in my every gaze,
in every heartbeat of my heart…
I have already given you my heart long ago,
now I'm only waiting for your 'yes.'"
Richer's face turned red with shyness.
He released Ramish's hand,
wrapped his arms around him,
and silently rested his head on Ramish's chest—
as if his answer was hidden in that silence.
Then Ramish looked up at the sky
and began describing its beauty in gentle words.
Richer lay quietly with his head on Ramish's chest,
lost in his voice.
Ramish said softly,
"Richer… the shining stars in the sky
look like scattered pearls.
They feel as if they are telling us
that no matter how dark it becomes,
we still carry the art of shining within us.
In the same way,
no matter how difficult the paths are,
no matter if life isn't easy,
we must keep walking,
we must keep shining like the stars.
These stars smile while they shine
and add even more beauty to the sky."
Ramish kept speaking, lost in his own thoughts,
unaware of the moment
when Richer had fallen asleep on his chest.
After a while, Ramish softly asked,
"Richer… how does the sky look through my words?"
There was no reply.
Ramish lowered his head and looked at him,
and realized that Richer, exhausted with tiredness,
had fallen into a deep sleep.
Ramish smiled.
He gently touched Richer's face and whispered,
"Richer… you are the moonlight that has descended
on the land of my heart,
whose light has illuminated my entire world.
I am waiting for the day
when you will say it yourself—
that you too have fallen in love with me,
and that you cannot live without me."
At that moment, the manager came walking quietly along the shore.
Ramish immediately placed a finger on his lips,
signaling him to stay silent.
The manager whispered with lower voice,
"Sir, if you wish, I can bring the car near the entrance.
You can wake Sir Richer and we'll return to the hotel."
Ramish replied softly,
"Not now…
Can you give me your coat?"
The manager quickly took it off and said,
"Of course, sir."
Ramish thanked him
and gently covered Richer with the coat.
As soon as the coat touched him,
Richer unconsciously held Ramish even tighter.
The manager said quietly,
"Sir, if you want, I can bring the car in a few moments."
Ramish shook his head,
"No… we'll go only when Richer wakes up himself.
I don't want to disturb his sleep."
The manager asked,
"And if Sir Richer sleeps all night?"
Ramish smiled and said,
"Then I'll lie here all night, waiting for him to wake up.
The manager said: "So Sir you're tired like this."
Please Listen to me, wake up the sir, we'll go back to the hotel, you go back there and rest.
Ramish softly said, No
You wait for us in the car,
I'll bring him myself."
The manager left.
Ramish gently placed his hand over Richer,
rested his head back,
and with a silent smile,
kept watching the stars in the sky.
A poem in the name of love:
What is this feeling in your love…?
Even when you are far, you are still close to my heart…
How can I erase the longing for you from my heart…?
You are the ocean, and I am thirsty only for you…