waiting for the night
where all can be and mind
are prepare something warm
and the waves of feels make storm
i remember our dreams together
we make pleasure///
in our life i had see the light
not so white and yellow-bright
but it was my true of heart///
and now i am waiting///but
this year cut me///
cut my soul - and i am afraid to be open
i need some time///e///
waiting for the night
where all can be and mind
are prepare something warm
and the waves of feels make storm
i remember our dreams together
we make pleasure///
waiting for the night
© Copyright: Алекс Лазарев, 2013
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