Sight
I stopped to reflect a scrutinizing gaze of a woman who took away my words. I thought that there are women like that, can you take a wrong turn just there. And then there are women like me, who get the wrong road you have to cut with a maneuver ignorant of the intersections of the city.
I also thought that if I'll ever be able to strip a man with his eyes, wandering in his mind and shred his soul with just a look, then look at what looks to be worth a thousand eyes of beautiful women. Just because I happen once or twice in a lifetime, while their captain almost every day.
I think the intensity of what set off that look, I will remember for a lifetime. And they will not notice most of proving that emotion as addicted to admiration of others. Pending
not distressing to feel naked, even with all the clothes on. I greet you
Mari