They had watched a long time, even if a bit 'at a distance, distracted by other foods, other herbs that somehow tried to find them with a mixture of fragrances and flavors from the delicate balance and, therefore, so difficult to obtain and maintain.
Maybe it was that happened on one occasion both donassero their flavors to make it tasty and delicious taste of a simple bread, fragrant in its own way, always rischiesto and sophisticated, yet always equal to itself and so tiring.
It was on this occasion they both noticed how much their outstanding characteristics tended to blend, softening, somehow, the highest notes, the strong flavors. Were observed for a long time because neither of them showed at first sight of the heart itself, but, unintentionally, their aromas, their voices, talking to them already.
The Onion was thus formed a microcosm of so many layers to offset one for one, like thin veils which hide a heart proud and if the acid is treated with cruelty, but so sweet and delicate as soon as you dissolve the enveloping warmth of a hug. Rosemary looked and moved as soon as its green leaves and sharp as needles, that cloak that covers almost like a shell, not even aware that the heat would have softened his body long, thin and woody, but even that could stop his immobility the intense scent that emanated his heart seemed to cry out loud and his passion.
was like a signal for her strong smell that touched the deepest sense, and could not resist those wrapped in layers usually protected from the cold winds of the soul. He also seemed to find a way to be less rigid, more flexible and it seemed to someone in mind, that even its small leaves have a dynamic motion, almost joyful.
At night, the night and wrapped them in some way from the bottom and was covered, and snow, sudden, and fluffy white flakes lit up their world like so many small lights.
The night was long and magical, somehow suspended in time, their eyes could see were those of the other, they shook hands gently as if to absorb the warmth of that contact. Do not stop dancing and enjoying every single moment and movement as if to write down every detail in the memory.
It was like a dance veils of deviations, such as small needles donated precious gems in a perfect blend and not be repeated.
It was like a dance veils of deviations, such as small needles donated precious gems in a perfect blend and not be repeated.
And so, after the dance at midnight, got something to break the spell, a wind like a gentle breeze at first, then faster and cooler.
The Onion needed to put on his veil, its protections, Rosemary closing your needles, to preserve the body and resist the cold wind property.
The same wind that on certain days brings flavors of sweet and pungent onion and marked notes of rosemary, as if amused to continue the dialogue between their voices.
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