A cool chill went through me, as she, while she spoke of how she actually went rather rarely into such restaurants like the Planet and clubs, how less she identified herself with that lesbian subculture, how gladly she wanted to live just free and how much she hoped that the word “normal” was abolished soon from all dictionaries, suddenly touched my upper arm and asked: „Are you ok?” I nodded, but I was not at all. I was not by far ok, because this woman had pulled me so much into her spell that I was not able to resist. Each sentence of her was a sweet poem of life and her gentle touch the second act of a very familiar symphony.

My look was stuck on her lips and I suddenly had the unappeasable desire to kiss her. She spoke of how much she loved such evenings, how much she enjoyed it to stroll though this park, how gladly she took up this fresh smell of the grass. The movements of her lips were slow, soft and supple. Her corners of her mouth supported each word that she said and while she spoke of the beautiful flowers here, of the humming in the trees and the quiet swish of the wind in their branches, of the little fountain at the south entrance, that always offered her a refreshment on particularly hot days, of the melodious singing of the birds, her mouth formed a quiet smile. My desire for a kiss grew incessantly, like a wave, which is to be seen far outside on the sea and which, coming near and nearer, growing high and higher, rears up in front of you, threatening to devour you. Was my desire so obvious? She came closer, so that I could nearly feel her breath on me, her friendly look and her slightly trembling lips, even closer and closer. She gave me an affectionate kiss on the cheek and said: „I’m sorry, but I have a dinner with some business associates. May I call you?” And like out of my mind I only nodded. Then she floated away and my look followed her magic course until she was only a small point on the horizon and then disappeared completely.

Like in a state of trance I went home. What had just happened here, what had happened with me? I had simply let her go and, except for my name, as she asked for it and that stupid sentence at the beginning, I had not said a word, and had only nodded twice. Great, she must consider me completely mad.

Finally I am at home and first of all need a glass of wine, in order to come down again, when suddenly the telephone rang.