Black Lady
But sweet isn’t Sweet and cream isn’t Cream without somebody’s lies.
To cherish each other through pinkest glass and smiling inside the eyes
We have to accept when dream comes alive as beautiful fairy surprise.
I’m closing my eyes but can see only you; I’m opening them – the same thing.
Your smile and your face your figure and grace expload my world within.
17 Августа 2007 г.
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