When I was young, when I was free
I fell in love when I met thee
Thou were so handsome, strong and smart
I couldn’t let us grow apart
The sun was shining, birds were singing
And at that time I fell in thinking
Your eyes, your lips, your dear voice –
All made me make that pretty choice
And now I’m happy, I’m in love
I feel myself a flying dove
And all the problem is that you
Don’t wanna say to me: “I love you”
Another stupid verse about love...
© Copyright: Елена Вихарева-Герцен, 2004
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He will one day. Or may be he will not.
Depends on you, your mood and actions.
Don't forse events, because as a result
Your lives could split in different directions.
You are so harmfull in your happiness, don't let anyone see it and use it against you.
Sincerely
Vladimir
Владимир Титаренко 02.04.2005 00:51 • Заявить о нарушении
Depends on you, your mood and actions.
Don't forse events, because as a result
Your lives could split in different directions.
You are so harmfull in your happiness, don't let anyone see it and use it against you.
Sincerely
Vladimir
Владимир Титаренко 02.04.2005 00:51 • Заявить о нарушении
Thank you for your nice reply to my stupid verse )))
Елена Вихарева-Герцен 24.05.2005 15:23 Заявить о нарушении
Елена Вихарева-Герцен 24.05.2005 15:23 Заявить о нарушении