как приятно..ощутить эту свободу..без обязательств,без страха,без рамок....
спасибо тебе Настенька....спасибо,что ты была и есть в моей жизни...мой белокурый ангел..моё чудо...
сколько бы судьба не пыталась нас разлучить,сколько бы мы с тобой не теряли связь....
я знаю,что мы с тобой накрепко связаны..и пусть наша любовь переросла во что-то иное..это новое чувство ничуть не слабее.
с тобой я наконец почувствовала себя..собой.сильной,независимой..счастливой...
я люблю тебя.искренне,нежно...
теперь ты от меня никуда не сбежишь.поверь мне )
читать дальшеHi, kitten.
Do you remember that trip? When the weather was warm and there were the last days of autumn? A lot of people walked in the park, like always at the weekend. But we haven't any time for them. We've stood at the crowd and watched some show (if you ask me about them now- i don't tell you, i didn't thinking about them!). And now I remember my fells very good. When you at the first time touched me with your delicate fingers. you've laughed, and my ear was teakled by your breath - "At first has made, and after that has asked!"
Do you remember, how have i stood then, at first trying to understand, is it pleasant to me or not? And then I has simply relaxed, puting down my head to you shoulder, and enjoyng your touches. You loving touthes. Yours fingers on my skin, your breath near my ear. I also remember how smelled yours fluffy hair. I've never think I can fell smells ant tourches so acute. So acute, that i've forgoten not only about me, but about another people too. Around us were so much people. And in my face all was written very distinctly: the reddened cheeks, the half-opened lips and half-closed eyes. And your lips on my temple. Hoe many tenderness was in this kiss which were scarcely weightless, it just felt my skin by your dank breath. Do you remember how we get out of crowd and wondered near fountains, and our hands were joind? We laughted and talked, and raged that in this huge park there's no plays to stay only together. And I remembered how you wanted to walk,to splash with water from fountains. And still I feeded you an ice-creem,chocolate, my favourite one. Do your remember my cold forworry hands? Which you had warmed for your hot palm. The kitten, near to you I felt how with anybody also. Assured, necessary, gentle, close....And the real one. Because I don't need to be another one near to you. Because I know that you like what I am. Is there too much memoirs for me? I don't think so. Because if you remember it too- I'm not alone.