A Thousand Kisses Deep

Today I almost fell in love with a blacksmith. We were at a kind of village festive or school celebration or what with my family. Children running everywhere, moms changing nappies, teenage boys smoking and spitting, etc. I can tell I was bored to death until this blacksmith arrived and began his exhibit/performance. First of all I noticed his extremely good look. Like the Star-eyed Shepherd in Hungarian folktales. He was wearing a hat and everything. And he had a way of tall talking I'm sure all urban chick would fall for. In addition, he made such delicate things as leaves and flowers from iron. It really was like magic to me and all the lay people there. He said that he could do practically anything from iron, given the appropriate tools.
The reason I did not truly fall for him is that... he is from a faraway region, is ca. 10 years older than me, has 2 kids... and a wife... and I already have a boyfriend. But his work did really impress me.
So then I decided to write about the blacksmith but I couldn't find a matching song, and realized I can't write much about him. Therefore, I wanted to write about one of the greatest inventions in life, MAN. But then, if you think about it, it's even more difficult to write about men in general than writing about a particular man.

So I can only provide tiny remarks and anecdotes about men I've happened to encounter. Such an interesting phenomenon is the way I from time to time fall for younger guys. The less I know them, the easier to fall for them. Cause if you know them too closely you surely find out sooner or later that they get their money from their daddy, they have to do their homework regularly, they hang around with stupid kids, and all the stuff. But at first sight they're perfectly okay. They have nice body, listen to cool music, wear leisure clothes, and act as if they've pissed the Eiffel Tower or something really great. I love this omnipotent attitude of young guys. Some of them can even talk about Bob Dylan, James Joyce, or Karl Marx. Amazing.

(Un)fortunately, I always reach a point where the whole thing seems absurd, or even ridiculous. But I hope one day one of them will infect me and make me the next Bob Dylan. Only in a completely unique, female version.