I had a dream those things came true,
And our child first time said “mommy”,
But my emotions cutting through,
In my bed I still have no honey.
My passions won’t just get away,
Position close to you so mindless,
But I will waiting you this way,
My best in smile beauty goddess.
Please kill my body with your hands,
But never wear away my signet,
Maybe our love will cover sands,
And nothing else we’ve done for shield it.
Shell cover
© Copyright: Кир Пучинский, 2013
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