She seemed to be from the another world

She just sat and stared on the train window

The mostly all the time.

Lots of peoples dream about having friends, family coworkers.

But you are mirrors of your soul alone in desire

You're in a world of your own.

You're always buttering up the boss.

The job has remained undefined

She pressed her face to the windows.

The time is ten to five.

Worked from nine to five.

In front of her stood face to face a very attractive man

Long fingers pallid face

She observed him in the windows

He nursery her back to the health

She could love him to the evening distraction.

Maybe more in the appearances

He looks like is a saint helper…

Truly some kind of human engagement

For the Minority women to economic equality

Suddenly

Her eyes becomes

One ocean water

Was clear all the way to the bottom in the soul.

First Amendment to the United States Constitution

Trough love was given and signed from the first eyes trough.

This time she was not spontaneous or impulsive

 Just clean love   

With love from the heart to the love from the heart

She was lost in the after work dreams.

How is next?  I will kiss tonight!  

He was a foreigner her name could be blamed

Brings stranger in family.

The artist map is tight to his chest like a shield of armor.

She start to laugh 

Do you want to see?

She nicked amusing having a looking into the map.

The name is Sheikh Afasy Quran

 In slippers and free standing after inspiration in NY.