ENDRALON.SPACE · ČLÁNEK
9. 8. 2026
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When we sit across from each other, the table suddenly feels too big. It's just a slab of wood, and yet it manages to create a distance as if we weren't at home, but merely visiting our own words. And then you stroke my leg under the table. Once. Briefly. And the table shrinks. Everything between us contracts into a warm touch that says: come closer, more than is possible across the top.
When we sit across from each other,
the table is suddenly too big.
It's just a board,
and yet it knows how to make distance,
as if we weren't home,
just visiting our own words.
And then you stroke me with your foot under the table.
Once.
Briefly.
And the table will shrink.
Everything between us will contract
to a warm touch,
that says: come closer,
more than is possible across the board.
