I should have known she wasn’t real!
I saw her in the corner of my eye. Like a body of mist she materialized, suddenly, from nowhere, gently gliding into the room. Everything about her was sensual, her looks, her scent, her moves. A skimpy outfit straight from my dreams and moves smooth as those of a puss. I reached out, trying to physically comprehend the situation. No such thing, she waved at me. I sat there and watched her a while as she repeatedly teased and rejected me. She stopped her chores and slowly turned around to face me elegantly, and with grace she glided towards me. Once again like a child I stretched my arm only to meet an end to this dream.
I should have known she wasn’t real. No one glides with 10 cm high heels on. [Weronika Nossowicz]