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I'm incorrigible romantic. Do you want to have a trip with me to the planet which you don't know but in which there is everything: green-eyed gentle sea with lacy foam of the water and soft sand beach where you will be able to have a rest; forests which intrigue because there are so many gifts in them and they are so close to you that one will be able to stretch the hand only and greet the fateful, forbidding mountains which stir with own beauty, the mysterious canyons which attract with own not perceived depths; sleeping valleys which promise bliss having wonderful flavored flowers which call to taste the godlike nectar; velvet deserts with mirages and oases; transparent and smooth lakes which keep the maiden and pure secret of nature and star dome of the sky which has been thrown over the head only for you? It seems to me the people look like planets and it especially concerns the men and women. And I want to touch the secret of own "anima" too and I mean own male soul mate which (I believe in it) walks somewhere around the world and calls me. For all this time I had perceived the life and had been improved. But my magical recipe of the happiness was simple. It is life with my beloved person.

He is from 35 up to 45. He is attractive, witty and energetic, self-assured but not arrogant. I feel giddy because of his scent. He is passionate and gentle, and we celebrate the life. But my man values not only outer but also inner beauty of the things. And by this reason it is interesting for him to grow and to be developed on his own or together with me receiving new experience and being opened for new impressions. We are naughty as if we are kids but we are able to be sad being together. We are proud because of each other if there is success and we also support each other when there is defeat. It is never boring for us, and we are devoted and faithful towards each other either in wonderful or difficult moments of the life. It seems to me that it is so captivating to tat own relations and draw in the white canvas of the fate! And maybe now is it the best time to become painter in the life but not in the paper?