nd than you saw me, in the alley of nearest park..
I was looking on swans in that marvelous lake in front of you.. Gentle breeze have brought to you the smell of my scarf. My pale skin have got a veil of mid-blue tones, of that chill and cold winter morning. You've been asking yourself weather you are acting in some of dramatic movies in that very moment, as the wind have whispered to your ear that you shouldn't pass without interfering my silence.. And all of a sudden, I've glanced at you, gave you a smile, with my big familiar eyes,
turned over and have gone away..
Tomorrow will be another day..you could look forward to find me putting a mail in you mailbox, or talking to you as a secretary in some office.. I have no face, neither color of eyes.. It doesn't matter, there is no roll-model for your heart.. if there is, it could be not described by plain words..
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