Come to me, kiss me on my lips.
I do not remember when I had happiness beating in my wilderness.
I woke up at night, pillows full of tears.
The Moon was there and screams that heart was shouting.
You do exist.
My prayes were fulfilled.
I wisper "God...please grant me with these feelings"
And even if you've spent your love till now.
I'll understand.
I'll wait for you for years.......
Come to me, kiss me on my lips
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2016
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