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Today, I saw a girl in the subway my dreams. It was wonderful. I do not know what specifically she immediately attracted my attention, but I was killed immediately and Zanoun, barely looking at her. It would seem modest clothes. Strict. The white blouse under a black jacket. But it will hold me not. I have not seen the clothes - I saw that under her - her wishes, feelings, mind. Her body - yes, no words to describe. This elastic sporting body, I clearly feel that it brilliantly owns each of its particle. How would I want them to administer it in my hands. Her tired face is not hidden from me for the recent tribulations of their original beauty. Her kiss on the lips scream. Puhlenkie wet sponges, pure white skin. That is not the case ... No! She herself sexuality. Even suspects not know. I see that her concern for others. No body wants her care. She wants me to - no, it certainly does not want me. Zakryvaju eyes and imagine, as I prisedayu it to its knees at the dirty floor and wagon - and what's next? I do not know ... how do I know that the same will happen next, if I am so weak quirk that even never smog & bsp; do so, never fall on the floor in front of her, holding her knees, zemerev for a moment, because at this moment I receive what need ... no matter what comes next. Such a normal girl - an unusual girl. What she attracted me so? No answer. I do not find what - something in common with those girls that I am attracted diabolically. They are all different. And last night, and brunettes. So sports figure and simply brimming. With big eyes and naive some tricks with the eyes like cats. Perhaps they are united only one - I feel very good that we shall understand each other. What is that - such between us, which did not see the other people - the people with whom I do not have an invisible connection, those who are indifferent to me when in the space next to me there ONA. We shall understand each other, so that they understand we can feel each other even without words. Where do I know if never even tried to talk with them? Never! DO! That - and then all of my trouble. Never tried, and I know that never speak. But I know. Just know. My intuition I never brings. I used to not believe myself, but I will surprise people feel. I would be lying if I already know it is only one movement of convertible mouth. Sometimes I even answer to a question, not hearing it began.
I saw in the subway girl you fancy. Missed - a tragedy? Net. I saw it yesterday in the subway girl you fancy. And the day before yesterday. Ah, but I saw them and also bezoglyadno left off. Metro separated us. But why? Maybe I am timid? Yes sort of not. Just in the subway is no place for dating. This is an area where we had to trap life, we need only to overcome the distance, and others are perceived as imminent trouble. But nobody пустит you in his world, ogradivshis nevidyaschim look from all, covering himself armored glass. Here are a hurry for private purposes. All of which - the run, and you do not know when the parents leave wagon near the door. Here, it seems, he is asleep, and go to him for a long time, but he suddenly broke and ran out of the wagon - cutting, not just woke!
I have svyksya such a fate - my girls flew past spring birds. Maybe I even pleasant kaleidoscope of colours, melkayuschy past me.
I love them all. They are all mine. But never will chase at least one of them. Indeed, lack of it makes waves again in my heart beating in anticipation of a future meeting - because I am sure the meeting. Tomorrow I see in the subway girl of my dreams.