Making love to you
in my sweetest dream
I imagine first morning after it
when all colours are one -
sudden green.
I enjoy our freshness,
get up and go
somewhere I don't know,
and my head's full of dream
about the night when we've been
in love.
I go to a cafe,
drink some juice,
eat a pie - as sweet as your lips -
tonight we gonna be ok
and let it be the same today.
I make some shopping,
walk in snow
and sun is smiling at a girl
who has just been loved.
Then I return to you.
This time that is my choice.
Love me again.
Feel my sensitivity.
I'm a treasure you cannot measure.
Today I belong to you.
1998
a dream
© Copyright: Девушка Января, 2004
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