Women ...
If I look at his study window, I see the way I see cars, motorcycles, buses, people who pass on the sidewalks ... the garden in the square, the dogs playing ... small forest of trees on the hill opposite, a little 'higher. Just in front of my house there are a number of shops with their windows, some beautiful, others more than just decent. When the lights went out, and a girl or a woman only pass on the sidewalk, right in front, I like to follow with his eyes. I follow them, and wait.
In the meantime, I evaluate their clothing, the walk, many are haughty, others more open, funny you would say, I think about where they will be going ... or do what.
As soon arrive at the shop windows ... zac! All are all invariably turn to have a look fleeting ... Stomach in and chest out, a monitor, almost a caress date with the look or a pat of encouragement to continue to sail the sea of \u200b\u200blife with the air dell'inaffondabilità ...
fast, for a moment, and so, again, self-confident, looking "beyond", above everything and everyone. The first looks worried, then you are pleased ... okay, okay! continue uninterrupted calmed the way!
so sure, even some bold appearance, but in reality it ... vulnerable in their underwear! If men only knew!
If only you really look for a few seconds or more in a moment ...
understand what in you is an attitude and what remains true, the person behind the facade.
But few are watching.
Everyone looks, and few see.
Otherwise, at least misunderstanding!
We see your claws, but they are like the thorns of the rose the Little Prince.
Excuse me if I violated some of your secret, but I like it too so how are you all!
I close the window and return to the studio ... With sincere love
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