A clove
don't push me away,
don't let me be pushed
when I'm stuck on a play.
Don't leave me below,
don't raise me too high.
An option to flow
to bottom. You know:
Whatever it takes,
wherever it lies,
I'll find all the ways
to keep you alive.
There's nothing to loose
and nowhere to stand
when fate makes me choose -
to mind or to end.
Let nothing disguise
the world in your eyes.
I hope you will always
remember and love.
Let nothing distort
for what we had fought.
I
wish
you
to
flower,
my clove.
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Татьяна Агибалова 2 18.03.2010 06:38 Заявить о нарушении
Лампочкин 18.03.2010 14:26 Заявить о нарушении
Yours faithfully
Tatiana
xx
Татьяна Агибалова 2 18.03.2010 21:44 Заявить о нарушении