Dangerous affairs
(UR: personen / persons)

The reef lies in wait in the background. A fossilized dragon with an open mouth, swallowed by green algas. Above various colored sea creatures wag one’s tail of from below from the front and behind of from all over. Silly dreinblickende fish kiss the glass, dragging square bubbles along behind themselves at a bad compression. 218,000 gallons of world, cubic.

Beating its wings sluggish a ray. Glide over the white sand as shade for radar invisibly a Stealth bomber at once. Also one this second, anyway floats upward and one would allegedly see gigantic sea turtles, eels and other fish, for you can come nose to-nose with them “ – ”. But I don’t notice them, otherwise still may swim ray, turtles, eels and what there. They are colored background Pattern because I wait.

My heart knocks up to the neck, my hands are sweaty. If you could see me, you noticed the certain look in my eyes, my tongue stuck between the teeth nervously. I still wait I wait for it. Yesterday I saw it for the first time and I knew I was in love.

A powerful body slowly quite slowly slides itself into the picture, of on the left as always. Oh, how is it beautiful? The jagged tail fin put up highly streamlinedly glides it for hardly a movement for its powerful tail fin quiet there, visible. Even anthracite, face down delicate Weiss. It turns without haste, drives to me here, it looks at me, the mouth opened easily like for the final kiss.

Nose-to nose. Mine sticks this one at the screen. Can you smell me? In its nose the shark carries a temperature sensor, I know which is capable of registering change of a one hundredth degree and less. Do you feel me?

His look rests on me like always slowly but it drifts from the picture, painting charcoal-gray pixels behind itself. Will it come back? The shark carries a temperature sensor in its nose which is capable of registering change of a one hundredth degree and less. Between my lips I carry a bundle of 8000 nerve fibers, millimeter assembles on a length of 1.6 more than someplace or else at the human body. We would be compatible on sensational sensory standard.

He comes back, draws his round, looks at me. This lied for this. He does this in regular distances of approximately 8:30 a.m. to 8:30 p.m CST according to the additional information. But I know that otherwise either he doesn’t rest. That he draws his circles interminably. That his look is endless.

He looks at me. For the protocol: I know that he doesn’t look at me. “Two precisely draws lots We for redouble ' for soul swimming in are Fish bowl, year anus year.” I will never be its spoils. But I will orbit it, looking constantly from my world, the 128,000 gallons is great or also less. The big barrier reef lies in wait in the background. I kiss the glass, dreinblickender fish is silly one. Friends because: I am in love.

Source: Shark Cam. Best viewed: If he is there ....
Translated by Linguatec
posted by marion @ 00:19:20
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