I was painting my dreams
As thurber-storm on a glass the streams
It is like my paths to you
the same purposeful, fast&pure.
And sometimes, can you believe?
I was sure wow! you came to me...
We were dancing in the rain,
I knew the magic of your hands.
And the morning, day&night
be close to you in the heaven, at the skys.
It is all i want from life
This special gift of our time.
Bell at the door, come to my home.
Now sending you a lots of love...
Come
© Copyright: Анна Салькова, 2004
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