My way home

  …And from now I do everything with you: 
I am eating, walking, swimming with your image.
You are everywhere and  you  are  simply  my peach and coffee,
my road to the sea, my wave, my breeze,
my way home and my only  home at the same time.
It's about the day.  And   what about the night? –
The  nights  are so dark here  that I can't see what is going on.
   But I do know that not only my face and my shoulders can feel your tender kisses...
The Heavens and the Stars are so high,  but they  can hear the sounds of our caresses
and they  help us and allow us to love each other.
Sometimes the day and the night change their roles,
and  then we no longer understand  anything at аll.
   We are surrounded by the flame of love and nobody is going to put it out.
A flaming Love between a man and a woman...
The only thing that may be stronger is a War between them. 
But this is another story.
   I am going along the sea beach  again and holding like a drop on my lips
the taste of every moment of being with you.
And every moment when we have been  together becomes an eternity…

August, 2013, the Crimea...