I will live these past three days over and over again. I shall meet your majesty, enigmatic personality, maturity and child-likeness in a different place and in a different time. You are not a city -the physical manifestation- to me but the spirit that lives and glows from within. Let your spirit keep my passion burning. And let a Danube of longing keep that passion shiny and fresh. I long for you. I know that you are under going some renovation but then, “I can/could” -impatiently- wait a couple of years and re-visit you.
It’s not about remembering you my dear Bratislava, I will never strike you out of my favorite places ( just keep nurturing your spirit). The wish I made while visiting you is that I want to live in you.
Hope to meet you on the banks of Seine and Glomma.