You don't know I exist in this world,
So beautiful, but so alone,
That you, only you so strange and bold
Was my dream, I have grown.
In the faces of people I see only yours.
In the air I feel your smell.
When they speak I hear your tender voice.
You are lost and the world is like hell.
I am looking for you high and low,
Every evening I wait for your steps.
But nobody knocks in my closed door,
I'm again in thoughts like in nets.
I believe, I hope you will be with me,
Though the tickets of happiness are sold.
However I'm happy, you are. Let it be.
You must know, I am in this world.
I know you are
© Copyright: Кузнецова Анастасия Анатольевна, 2010
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Понравилось! Немного спародировал строчку про your smell, надеюсь - улыбнетесь!
Be with me! But your smell... What a tease...
Could you, first, have a shower, please!
:)
Михаил Солдатов 20.05.2012 23:25 • Заявить о нарушении
Be with me! But your smell... What a tease...
Could you, first, have a shower, please!
:)
Михаил Солдатов 20.05.2012 23:25 • Заявить о нарушении
Михаил, спасибо за корректоривку и экспромт!
Кузнецова Анастасия Анатольевна 20.05.2012 23:57 Заявить о нарушении
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