Hello, Ladies!!! Intentionally or accidentally, you are in my humble profile where you are faced with the opportunity to meet some of my essence. In case that however, your curiosity is able to make you look at it, I WELCOME YOU and I hope you do not leave disappointed.
The real man has no face. Because no matter how he looks. He has character and principles as stretched strings Stradivarius violin. He differs from others in that he will completely change you. He will rearrange your whole mental puzzle. He will make you fly, climb, get in and out of the grave, looking through the eyes of hungry stray dog...and you will doing it with a lot of love.
The real man does not convince you of anything. He does not hinder and do not insist. He appears just when you least expect him. He does not think to stay. But and in no hurry to leave. He enter into your world unnoticed, as a plume of cigarette smoke in a pub. His movements are precise and right in the target, he doesn't hurry, like a precisely programmed machine. The battle is always unequal, because while you put your whole heart, your opponent put his sharp as the tip of a needle brain.In the clash with the real man you growing up with ten for one year. He appears and teaches you, that love without pain is like a Ferris wheel without drive mechanism. When he is over with his lessons, he leave. Mandatory. In the way in which he appeared - like a plume of smoke, which dissolves in the air. What he leaves you is LOVE ...and desire for more.