One time I looked into your eyes
And saw the wild strength of feels
The tongues of flame, the burning stars
And passion that brings love ..or kills
Your fresh like air in the morning
Excite like ocean storm wind
Your voice seems miracle that charming
I want the one-to be your king
Your soul is strong,your nick is courage
But if some man will conquer you
He'll find beauty, love and softness
And he will see - his dream's come true
Dasha
© Copyright: Александр Поштарук, 2006
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