A street for a woman

28/03/2022 Nilson Lattari

I went to work in a city, and after I arrived at the hotel, I decided to explore it because I had time to spend. I went through the streets and observed people who walked down. Then, I saw a skirt flowing like a fairy, filled with perfume, passed me, and a woman drew my attention.
I thought: people say those men who are fascinated by women cannot see a skirt flowing close to them, and they think they have to seduce them. And if this woman has a smile on his face, they imagine this smile is for them. But, probably, on that day, that woman, that skirt went outdoors happy with herself. Maybe she is thinking about her success, happy because her hair is beautiful, perfect, and found a charming outfit to feel desired.
Or when she looked at the mirror, she was more beautiful than on other days. Or, simply, she fired up a partner from her life because he disgusted her and didn’t touch the wished points of her body. Maybe, she doesn’t bother to find another one more stupid and bored than her ex.
I followed her for a long time while she looked at shop windows that reflected the sun, and I got hidden behind these reflections, afraid of being discovered by her. But I had suspicions that she wasn’t looking at clothes; she was trying to see me as well.
It’s difficult to imagine a being who has inside her so many functions: the lover of other men and women… Is it possible? Ok. What woman leaves her home?: the lover, the girlfriend, the mother, the adventurer, the lonely, the one who is looking for a companion, female or not, to expose her dilemmas or an ear to listen to her. Or, simply, a skirt searching to solve her problems filled with emotions and illusions.
And if she decides to be easier, deluding some ambitious lover who thinks he is a seducer, the one who tells his friends about his love skills, around a bar table, he won’t know, otherwise, who decides what is easier or not is the other side. Because seductive men think that female beings are fragile and naive.
I have had doubts about approaching her to say some sweet words that could bring a smile to her face. But that skirt, involved in herself, went on its walking.
For those who think they are a seductive lover and imagine their love battle will be over with tricks and fakes, after shy female looks, and figure ways to win hearts, and these hearts are ready and submissive to love them… Oh boy! Only in their thoughts!
I was thinking these things, among people who crowded the street, and trying to find a strategy to approach her, my wished object disappeared. I lost my time in the crowd wondering if men and women cross their looks anywhere they think of different ways. Men trust in their supposed superiority, but there is only anxiety and anguish. Women with their supposed submissive looks can choose who they want. Ok, in general, it’s not true. The literature, for example, shows us romantic novels about men seducing women.
After that, in reality, I thought that is better to be chosen among others, and on the other hand, it’s worse to be a hunter to try to win. Because it’s better to be seduced by a mouth, a look, the brightness of a diamond, and then get delighted by an unknown and amazing body than to stay alone on a street like a loser.
I looked for her in the middle of the people, and it was no longer possible to see her again. Then, I went walking back and looking into bars and shops, and my eyes found other eyes, surprised, looking at me as well. I kept wanting to meet her
The name of the city is not important. For me, it was the city where I met a special woman.