It is night, but I am kissing his lips in my dream.
I am holding him tight to my cheeks and plump shoulders.
He is the one , who really makes my whole day.
He is the best - at least I believe it strongly!
Only yesterday
he was a passerby in the street.
and this morning I didn't dare of wispering his name in my prayers.
but it's night, dark
there is only faint moon light
and
I've got faith that
at last I am needed.
feelings towards him...
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2016
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