and you have out-talked me by your words,
as others are not able by the hands,
or lips, caressed me, mild and soft.
you're under my skin like a snowdrop
under soft snow - heralds us the spring.
so are you, Daniel, around you - all sprouts.
dream soars over endless dreams,
and happiness - I have no time to catch.
and you have out-talked
© Copyright: Елизавета Судьина, 2015
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