The island- Chapter ten and eleven.

The Island- Chapter ten

Delia held the embrace and he felt safe in her arms. She released him and she touched his face. She told him. You will touch soil on every continent. You will befriend many. You will be many people and one day. You will find your proper place. Life can be hell and life can be sweet. The gun, the rope or the pills are the final dance. You must learn to dance on shit and smile. Hope tomorrow the world can smell better. I laughed at her words. She kissed my face and she whispered. Be brave. He heard voices and Nicole and Lana told us. It is very late and time for our goodbyes. He joined the group and everyone was joyous. The good ambrosia wine and the bathtub gin make everyone feel cozy and loud. He greeted each person and we hugged each other. Jerzy whispered to me. Tomorrow night. A rare visit from a California song bird name Alisa Fineman. Come to my home early and we can talk and you can help me carry the wine. He smiled and he told him. I will beat your house at 7pm. he tapped my back and he told me. We need a good day Johnnie. Your last day with us for awhile. We must ensure it is a wonderful day and night.

 Nicole held his right hand and Lana his my left hand. They were weaving and dancing. We walked slowly to his cottage and Nicole sang to the night.

“Lovely moon,

do you hear the mockingbird song?

Lovely stars, can you hear the whispers of the big lake?

Secret songs for the blessed to know.

We are just Gypsies souls dancing upon the earth,

just people seeking some joy, a place of peace.

Lovely moon,

Do not forget me.”

He told her. You have a voice of a angel. Lana laughed at his words and she told him. Rumors had it. Nicole was a siren once. They all laughed and they went to lake Superior. Lana and Nicole released his hands and they tossed off their shoes. They danced with the lively water of Lake Superior. He went to them and he joined them. They danced till their feet needed to be warm and Nicole told him. A busy day tomorrow Johnnie. We must rest and we must wake-up early. Lana demand your appearance at 9am. Never make a goddess wait, ever.

Lana went to her cottage and Nicole dragged me to my cottage. She told me, wash-up and I will prepare our bed. He brushed my teeth and he washed my face. He  told the face in the mirror. Maybe I am dead already? I was so damn tire and if this is a dream. I need this dream to last forever. He heard Nicole whispered. You ain’t dead yet. I won’t allow you to die tonight. He went to the bedroom Nicole had lite many candles. The candles smell of wildflowers and lavender. She stood in my cotton white t-sheet only and she held a lotion. She told him. My special lotion, made from the free rosemary. In my home of Greece, a massage is the reward for a good day and good company. The massage must be gentle and enticing. Both of us must know the pleasure and the tenderness of the kindness of the hands, the fingers. Real passion must be arose and be a blessing. Love and kindness given need to be slow and easy. Do I  go first Johnnie?

He told her. My greatest wish would be to massage your tender skin dear Nicole. I will go first, if you allow. She smiled and she released the t-shirt. He adored her face, the womanly curves and her smile. She asked. Back or chest first? I told her, her back first. She reached over and she turned on a cassette recorder. The song of Gypsy violin was released and she laid down on the soft bed. He released his pant and he took off his shirt. Tossed of his socks and he went to her. She looked up and she told him. Keep them boxers on. Remember a massage for a massage.

He started with her feet, rolling his hands over tanned legs and he moved each toes with softness, rotating each one softly. He loved her strong legs, her butt and back. A tattoo of a rose. Rolling from calf to upper back. He massaged her slow and hard. Ensuring to move away the tightness of life from her. She held silence and smiled. He loved the woman body and he teased her. Moving slowly to butt and her back. He spend time on her upper legs. His dancing fingers felt the energy of her body and she moved her hips in pleasure. He massage her shoulders long and softly and he moved to her hair and her neck. He rolled his fingers through her hair and put pressure on her neck. Gently stealing away the stress of life burden from her. He asked her to change position. She turned around and her eyes were soft and dancing. She whispered. You have the hands of a God. He told her, I love the curves of your body and  you are my ambrosia. This is my greatest dream I ever had. She rose-up and she kissed him. This is no dreams. Just us seeking some peace and calm in a hard and wild life. He started with her feet, rotating each foot and caressing her calves. Moving slowly to upper leg and stomach. He wanted to touch her breast since she ate topless in the morning. He caressed her upper body, slowly and she didn’t care. She didn’t complain and she forced his face to her face. She kissed him deeply and sweetly.

She smiled and she whispered. It is my turn Johnnie. She was a wonder and a miracle. She worked his legs and his back. Her gentle hands torn away old pain and her hand danced upon his skin with skill and authority. She moved her hands seeking hidden skin and hidden pain. She asked him to roll over and he turned. Her eyes were wild and so damn beautiful. He  told her. Why are you so kind to me? She smiled and she laughed. I see Johnnie liked my massage. My soldier was standing tall and brave. She massaged his legs and his back. She teased me with her warm hips against his groin area. She moved slowly and easy. She rested her nude body against his body and she whispered. This is what passion should be. We need to be kind to each other. The body does need and want. But we need to tempt the heart first. She rotated her hips and my penis fell into the warmth of her vagina. She moved slow and easy, than hard and demanding. Last things he remembered was her warm kisses. He  awoke with the sun rising. Nicole body was still connected to me. He  caressed her back and she whispered. It is too early for me. Please allow me to sleep some more. He kissed her many times and pushed her off him gently. he covered her-up with the soft blankets and he got dressed. He looked at lake Superior and he saw a man sitting near the big lake.

He went to the man and it was Nick. He know he was Nick Drake. The singer who overdosed in the late sixties and somehow he landed on the Island. He told him, good morning Nick. You can’t sleep either? Nick turned to him and he told him. I wanted to talk to you yesterday. I liked your face and you didn’t ask dumb questions. The girls are greedy. Mush prettier than me and I wanted us to talk. I don’t sleep much. I am one of the new people at the Island. Rarely the Island allow a stranger to touch her soil. Idyllic is a miracle. Luna found me laying in my piss and shit. She held me  and she sang to me. She asked me. Do I want hell or a better place? I told her. The better place. Celeste and Isabella adopted me. We share a cottage. They are wonders and they are miracles. I quit singing for awhile and the girls. Made me smile and sing again. Nick handed him his 32 pistol. He whispered. The gun, man-made to kill and murder. I want us to destroy the gun Johnnie. For me and for you. I never told death, fuck-off yet. I have this need. Maybe I can help you and you can help me? He smiled at Nick and he told him. How we going to destroy the gun? Nick reached for a large hammer on the grass and he smiled. He told him. We will beat the shit out it. I need to release some anger and you will toss the dead metal into lake Superior. He agreed. Nick took the 32 pistol, he rested the gun on a large rock. He beat the gun till you didn’t know. It was a gun. The noise awoke Nicole. she watched from a distance us two crazy folks. She was wearing the white t-sheet, showing concern. Nick hugged me and he told me. One day, you will return and we can play chess and we can talk forever. You can write new song for me. We will be good friends. I look forward to this day. I must go, I know you must eat and Lana expect you at nine pm. I will see you tonight. My sweetie, Alisa Fineman is singing. I watched him walk away and I looked at the lake Superior. I told the big water. My mind had turn to madness kind lake.

   The Island-  chapter eleven

He watched Nick wander off and he thought. A crazy and wild man. He went to the cottage and Nicole was sleeping again. She laid on the top of the blankets. The early warm days of May had the sun shining bright and 75 degree already. He observed her and adored her for a few seconds. His eyes wandered from strong long legs to firm and trim woman body. He saw the clock read 7:30 am. He went to her, he caressed her legs and squeezed her butt. He kissed her back and her neck. She whispered to him. Johnnie, be careful. Don’t start a flame, we don’t have time to put-out. She turned over and she brought his face closer and she kissed him long and sweet. She whispered, we are late, get dress first and I will prepare some fruit and toast. He smiled and he whispered. Thank you Nicole. She took his hands and she kissed them. She told him. We need to feel we are the only one. We must know pleasure and many dances, many songs to know we had lived.

He went to the shower and he touched his face. He asked himself. Was he dreaming? He finished the shower and he got dressed. Brushed his teeth and he smiled. He whispered to the god of life and death. Thank you for giving me some hope and kindness. He went to the patio and Nicole, bare-ass and all was setting up his coffee and her tea. The fruit and toast was on the table. He went to her, held her breasts and he whispered. It is 8:10 am dear Nicole. She smiled and she told him. Please drink the coffee and eat some. Back in a second. She ran away and he wrote in his journal.

“Idyllic
Mystic place,

a hidden place.

Old bridge lead you to safe place.

where broken people are repaired by generous goddesses.

Maybe a dream? Maybe just mercy to the dead hearts.”

Nicole returned in her colorful Summer dress, showing her tan legs and gentle shoulders. He told her. You are so beautiful dear Nicole. She laughed and she whispered. We must eat quickly and my hair is still a mess. Maybe Lily will fix me up? She is keeping you company while I do some tasks that must get done. Lana will be waiting and we must rush. They finished the toast and fruit quickly and she got up and took his hand and they rushed to Lana Cottage. Lana was waiting and almost at 9 am. He was sitting in the chair. She smiled and she told Nicole. Lily is the kitchen making us tea and coffee.. She can fix your hair before you adventure out to the Idyllic city. Nicole just smiled and waited for Lily. Lana started to paint and Lily came to them. She gave him coffee and she gave Nicole some tea. She touched Nicole hair and she smiled. She whispered in her ear. Come to the kitchen and I will fix your wild hair. You look like my children did in the good days. She turned to him and she told him. Give me 20 minutes and I will break the silence. The painter does not speak with the brush in her hand. I watched them wander to the kitchen.

He watched the Lake Superior. She was alive and dancing today.  She was called the Michigan ocean. She was a secret keeper and even the big ships were careful in her arms. If she took your ship, no-one is left to tell a story. He thought about his brother and he wondered. Did he do enough? He tried to help him. Found work for him, he lived in his house. He didn’t remember any kind words said to him. He felt a tear falling from his eyes. Someone touched his face and she kissed his forehead. Lily whispered as she kissed the tears away. We can’t save everyone Johnnie. I know. I saw my daughters raped and I saw my daughters die. I saw 100,000 men and women die for the cause of free-will. I was saved by kind Luna. Took me a long time to know peace. I found peace by the great water. I asked Luna, why did you save me? I wanted to die and join my daughters, my people. Luna told me, dear Boadicea. You are not done and the world need your strength. I remembered I laughed at her. She cradle me like a baby and we cried together for many days. I knew who she was. The rune stones told me story of a woman who was kind and she tried to save our world. Even Luna had learn. You can’t save a world that don’t want to be saved. We must stay strong and help the people near us. I remember she brought me to the Island. We built the first cottage near the big water. For a 100 years, I didn’t speak. I remember hearing a young Ojibwa woman crying near the water. I went to her and she told me. My daughter is dying. The woman took me to the child. She was suffering and I touched her stomach. I told the woman I would return and I gathered some wild cranberries and some dandelions. I cooked the dandelions roots and I made a soup. I broke down the cranberries in liquid form. I knew the child had a sick stomach and needed a clean-up of the poison in her stomach.  I took the soup and the juice to the Ojibwa camp. The child drank the juice and she ate the soup. After 10 minutes. She got-up and she ran for the nearby forest. The mother and her grandfather looked very scared. I told them. Please wait and she will return. We heard laughter and a child playing outside the shelter. The child ran in and she hugged me and told me. Thank you shining star for saving me. She kissed my face many times and she ran away to play. I left them and I joined Luna. I told her, what I did. Luna smiled and she hugged me. We heard a sound and the grandfather came to us. He bowed and he thanks me for saving his grand-daughter. He told us. I heard of you two ladies on our land. The men told me, you were kind to nature and didn’t destroy the land. I believe the big water liked you. I want to give the Island to you  till you die. I feel you are naguals and healers. We need more healers and medicine women. We will built you a bridge and I hope you will befriend us. Luna and I went to him. We embraced and I thanked him with a kiss on his forehead and face-cheeks. Luna told him. if you need someone with healing skills, we will gladly help. He gave them a big smile and he told them. You are part of the Ojibwa tribe now. That was a long time ago and everyday I still pray for my daughters, my people. I was glad to learn. My country outlasted the devils from Rome. You can outlast the sadness Johnnie. You will be saved and you will save many too. 
Lana spoke finally and she asked for some coffee and some food. 

Lily smiled and she ran to the kitchen. Lana told me. Thank you for sitting for me. I know many of the Island people are seeking your attention. I was told by a bird. You made Nick talk and laugh today. You are the first stranger to the island, he spoke to. Celeste and Magdalena adopted him. He is a easy going soul and the Island is blessed to have him. It is almost 12 in the afternoon. I must get ready for tonight and you and Nicole have a brunch date with Celeste and Magdalena at one this afternoon. Lily returned with coffee and sandwiches for Luna.  Luna turned to him and she told him. The Captain, me, Nicole and you will burn some sage by the big water at four this afternoon. Don’t be late. Those two ladies are very tempting. They could steal your heart forever. Lily came to him and she kissed his face and lips. She whispered, I will see you at the concert tonight. Please have some fun today for me.

Dancing Coyote