Inspiration: Elena Babanskaya
"How..?"
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How can I fasten your dress?
Rather, I lose consciousness and will,
My joy, tenderness and curse,
You are so irresistible and weak with me.
These trials absorb with the head,
Hands are trembling and there is no more strength,
I rush into you with the wind and the river,
Resignedly fell into your networks immediately.
Your languid breath and velvety voice,
They bewitched and chained me to themselves,
In the stream of passion I lost my shame and pride,
So excites the blood of the palm in my hand.
The voices fell silent, remained in silence again,
Your sweet look, pleasant fragrance,
I feel like I'm in a dope and half asleep,
I expect only your lips with a breath ...
I expect only your lips with a breath...
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