Man And Woman

Video: Man And Woman

Video: Man And Woman
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Man And Woman
Man And Woman
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The woman sits down next to the man on the sofa and draws his attention to herself. She languidly looks at him, examines, probes, runs a little ahead, embraces him, looks into his eyes and penetrates him with her power of thought. She is called to be next to him in sorrow and joy, they are called to be with her in wealth and poverty, they are just together and just look in the direction of each other.

A man is full of determination and strength, he wants to run forward beyond the horizon and even can take a couple of people with him on the road, if, of course, they will keep up with him. There is no map, the direction is guessed by the stars, and why all these little things, when in the chest there is a fiery fire of an eternal bonfire for fallen heroes in the race for success. A man rushes headlong over the barricades forward on the field of the eternal battle of Don Miguel Cervantes, for the right to be the first to pierce the invisible gap in the blades of the mill that grinds all his predecessors into bone meal with a spear. There is striving, there is strength, the mind may not be enough, but this is not the main thing, the main thing is that there is a goal, and it is not always the main thing.

A woman sits next to her and with her whole appearance shows that she is ready to help a man in everything and share his hardships, labors, worries and, if possible, success and glory. A sweet look full of love and adoration slides over a strong forearm, rising to the shoulder and stopping on a powerful neck with a pulsating artery. Life pulsates in him and these waves make her tremble next to him. She is ready, just about now, and she will begin to help build a bright future and shade the dark past, whitening her teeth and painting her nails, she points with a decisive gesture to the presence of problems and ways to eliminate them. A pointing finger with a gold diamond ring strung on it cannot be wrong. There is no shadow of a doubt - she is right.

The man looks at her attentively and penetratingly, his gaze is foggy, the acuity is knocked down and scattered on millions of other hearts that beat in unison with the vibration of the engine of his precious machine. Horsepower, centimeters, units of measurement, kilograms and minutes, all this is the limit of the functioning of his vital signs. He firmly believes in their strength and applicability outside and inside his abode of power and influence. There are so many criteria and so few answers, he tries to be strong and smart, he understands that every day is a challenge, he knows that tomorrow may not be as convincing as today, he understands everything and still gets up and walks. There, over the horizon, great victories and rewards for efforts await him, and here he waits and zealous to reinforce the consolidation of convictions in the conscience and minds of the nearby triumphants of life.

A woman directs the flow of her energy and feelings to a single good deed for a general breakthrough into weightlessness of independence from the earthly burden of being. She knows how best. She leads her gaze forward to the lips and eyes, she looks into them and smiles sincerely. What she wants today will certainly come true tomorrow, it cannot be otherwise, otherwise there is no magic and trust. She fills him with her warmth, she lets him into herself and into herself only for a while, for rest and recuperation, which will then be again wasted and scattered in the world of magical reflections and unreal glare of artificial idols. She exudes from herself all this only for him alone, and he takes and takes, everything is not enough for him, he needs more and more. The stream does not stop. The sky is so generous with light, cold, and emptiness.

The man reaches out to her hand to feel once again this warmth of her body. She is filled with herself in her and hastens to again take on all the thoughts and deeds that may not be realized. Step by step, moving away from her, he loses this feeling of her warmth and affection, and moving away so far he stops and freezes in indecision, looking in space for that warmth from a star that will lead him to a goal that is unknown where. Changing directions and landmarks many times, he always goes to her, without realizing it, to the one from which he once left for the first time, and for which he will always be the first and most beloved. The heat dissipates, the target is not visible, the giving hands dropped and the eyes dim. There is nothing left. Only perpetual motion.

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