for you
I saw your clothes you always wear.
I know your face, I heard your voice.
But they are making an awful noice.
They love you,too. They dreamed of you.
I want to know what will you do,
If only she, who loves you really
Will not forever be with you.
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This poem , the rhythm is so sweet-sounding, with the person transforming again and again , the essence emerges from your words. Just a few of words , just these words you wrote down here, I can soak in the poem but couldn't help but falling into meditation. "Wear,voice, noice",Wow, you used them proficiently and willfully!
I will study hard on Russia , so then one day , I can understand it very well .Hope for your reply.
Андрей Болконский Андре 18.10.2009 14:43 Заявить о нарушении
And how is your Russian now?
Любовь Кирсанова 26.10.2009 17:49 Заявить о нарушении