Písmák Československá literární komunita
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Přidejte seTouch her!
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dryadka
Len stromy sa z nej mozu napit, lebo len stromy ju nechaju slobodne odist ked zapadne slnko
Enchantment
It seems like she was there- breathing in a painting. Come in, visitor, enter the gallery -look at her and admire! You really believe she`s there just and only for you, giving everything she has got- to you...?! You cannot run away from those seducing green eyes.
Touch her when nobody is looking! But please, do not expect any feelings from her...
I tell you, she`s just mirage. When opening hours are at the end you have to leave and ... tomorrow .... pay again, just to see her face.
Aren`t you afraid of rain?
First raindrop will take away her glamour and the aquarell will mix with the soil. She`ll become raindrop, rain, river, see, cloud, storm or gentle drizzle... water in your house and- again, picture created by childish hands. Consider the fact that she cannot be anything else... painting, rain, dew...
Why do you think you can succeed? It has been like this for ages. Leave her in the gallery! I tell you, she`ll never belong to you.
You can touch the paintings` colours but not the Mona Lisa`s smile.
And then you hear the strickt voice from the distance. PLEASE, DO NOT TAKE FOTOS, DO NOT TOUCH!