Kizzy wanted to be a woman... «Lips Touch: Three Times»
RamingoWS28 марта 2017Kizzy wanted to be a woman who would dive off the prow of a sailboat into the sea, who would fall back in a tangle of sheets, laughing, and who could dance a tango, lazily stroke a leopard with her bare foot, freeze an enemy`s blood with her eyes, make promises she couldn`t possibly keep, and then shift the world to keep them. She wanted to write memories and autograph them at a tiny bookshop in Rome, with a line of admirers snaking down a pink-lit alley. She wanted to make love on a balcony, ruin someone, trade in esoteric knowledge, watch strangers as cooly as a cat. She wanted to be inscrutable, have a drink named after her, a love song written for her, and a handsome adventurer`s small airplane, champagne-christened Kizzy, which would vanish one day in a windstorm in Arabia so that she would have to mount a rescue operation involving camels, and wear an indigo veil against the stinging sand, just like nomads. Kizzy wanted.
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