Sometimes a meeting starts not with a photo, but with a question.
One that touches you inside and doesn't give you peace.

I'm looking for a man who is not afraid to stop at one, if she is his by feelings.
Someone who can listen not only with his ears, but also with ....

Maybe you are reading this right now, holding your breath a little.
And I am the one who did not accidentally appear on your screen.

Would you like to know my question?
It's simple, but I will ask it only in a private chat.
An...

Do you think you understood me from a photo?
From a couple of phrases, from a look, from a half-smile?
No, darling. It was just an announcement.

I don’t give in the first time. I don’t dress in simplicity. I smell of evening, wine and mystery.
I don’t say “I love you” if it’s just interest. And I’m not interested in those who are afraid of complex women.

My touches — later. For now, I give you the text.
A phrase.
And a pause.

I want you to fall asleep thinking about what I would say now if I ...

Let's be honest.
You don't read me because you're looking for spiritual depth.
You want me to rip off the mask of pathos and whisper to you what they don't write in decent places....

So here it is:
I can be decent. But you don't want me like that.
You want me bold, naked to thoughts, to desire, to trembling.
You want me to write as if I were biting. So that the letters would scratch the skin of fantasies.

Look. Read. Imagine.
And then risk answering.
If you open this door —
you won't come back...

I am not just a woman. I am an emotion, a taste, a scent, a feeling. There is calm in me that can turn into fire… if there is someone nearby who knows how to ignite it.
I love when communication is sincere, touches are gentle, and looks are deep. I do not believe in ideals, but I do believe in coincidences. Such as the meeting of two people whose pulse quickens from one "hello".
My interests? Everything that is beautiful, alive and sensual: sunsets, good music, touches of souls and bodies.
My ch...