I meet mrs. miller on the stairs... how are you ali? i am fine mrs. miller, i answer.
she wants to talk, but I have more important things to worry about. karim is already waiting for me at the cafebar on the corner over a cup of mint tea. holding the handy he seems to be cool.
we greet, chat about the weather and families, then remain silence... yeah, we discussed the plans a hundred times, i know it by heart and the evening is far.
so what, asks me karim over a cup of mint tea THE DAY AFTER? in the latest news they spoke about 129 i said..
he´s sipping expressionless but it looks like the tea is not so bitter ...
what next i wonder? nothing bro, go home and pray!
i meet mrs. miller on the stairs and i ask her how is she - she´s crying ...
Ducktails - Letter Of Intent
see you at the spot tonight?
sure, we can go for a drink (the truth is that i am solidly horny and i suppose that she does so).
we talk about nonsenses, job and friends. she makes me feel good.
the chilean wine is great and jamie oliver did his best ever.
she´s beautiful, sexy, funny, has a sparkle in her eyes and a smile that makes a man fool.
later in the evening we go to my apartment.
i feel much more better there and do not have to go back across town in the morning and stare at the sour faces on the street.
beyond she doesn´t mind. she will give out smiles in all directions,
phone to her best friend amy for an hour and buy a salad in lidl for the lunch with the chilly sauce.
i'll take a short nap yet and in the evening i will go to the cinema alone.
i hate to share my cheese popcorn with someone else....
or shall i call her....? morcheeba - undress me now
i just wanted to say
that I won´t let you go.
i fade like a shadow.
i watch your sleep,
no one there can come in ...
lying next to you,
you're cold as ice.
like a piece of stone.
don´t believe our touches,
i can´t look into your eyes anymore.
but i still love you honey... alabama shakes - don´t wanna fight