I sat in park with piece of bread.
I saw you and... have lost a head!
I’ve come with roses in a hand.
In indecision now I stand.
You are a queen. You are so rich.
I am a boy from city's beach.
But all that I want now is you!
And I don’t know quite what to do.
I wanna see your brown eyes,
I wanna kiss you now twice!
But you don't say to me "come in!"
And who will tell how to begin?
The indecision
© Copyright: Александр Никоноров, 2011
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