Two meters between us and that's the distance,
At which we can keep defined resistance.
A tiny movement will tear into pieces,
All I managed to save and this is,
What I try to prevent working hard,
Please note, there is no love left for you in my heart.
There is only affection,
Left to remain a brilliant reflection,
Of seventy delightful days,
That have changed both ways.
My conscious will never to be former,
I admire, you are a great performer,
Of Eve's role,
I envy and sorry for your next goal.
I didn't expect that men can be so weak,
And fortresses are so easy to break.
For the lesson I thank my lucky star,
And also for that it is now too far.
You've learned me to speak another language,
Thanks, I defined of where to bridge.
23.01.2009
Eve
© Copyright: Иван Гришанов, 2009
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It reads as if the two parts were written by two different people... I really like the first one, by the way.
Please note, there is no love left for you in my heard.
There is only affection,
Left to remain a brilliant reflection,
Brilliant, indeed.
Беляева Дина 27.01.2009 09:33 • Заявить о нарушении
Please note, there is no love left for you in my heard.
There is only affection,
Left to remain a brilliant reflection,
Brilliant, indeed.
Беляева Дина 27.01.2009 09:33 • Заявить о нарушении