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Twilight of the Luzhnetskaya playground. The fragment of the male community messed around on the bench. Then it fell silent. And when they began to kiss the stomach to the stomach, he could not stand it and went into the thicket, sighed heavily and, moaned, broke the branches, crunched and rustled with something completely of his own. Then he did not sigh, he did not cursed in whisper, but violently broke public nature at night. And he did not pity his awkward one too. Kissing is easy. You get closer on the leash of wide apples of your eyes and get involved into the funnel of a kiss, and then you do something, but only like water on pebbles.

Touching, breathing, fluttering small, feeling hot outside. Failure. Hand in hair with the same movement with voluptuousness. The flow of something yet unknown in the body comes upon you. The drive is strictly straight. You don’t want to turn. A park. You see the deep darkness in the dark blue irises. Strong. It drags a loose desire by the ground. The thread-vessel draws the vulnerable sweetness to the depth of the park. Passing by. Even passing by the punished one in an orange tie, who sits in the bushes, subject to an unknown fate, watching the two with a movement-pulse in exhalation. Not looking, but finding. There, in a circle of trees and a bear in the crown. The white hand took the trunk and took more inside. Needles-points are waving and waving. The xenon flashed through the trees in a strange rush. And the night bird began singing, signing, signing with a moan in a woman giving tenderness, with a precious scattering of sonorous exhalations, a smooth coolness of her knees, a puff of a short laugh. With the joy of the giver, from something was taken with happiness. And they look in the slow, small rushing bustle of a night park.


They look, without blinking, from the dark vault and drowning a non-accidental unaccountable oblivion, lack or absence.

The rope of reason slides on the pier of balance. It slips, slides and flies into a black hole..

Intermarcity

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