He is so dear to my heart.
It does not matter I can not stand him sometimes.
I want to scream , want to shout.
Even wish to do some unproper deeds.
But then storm goes away.
I wish to hug him.
Wish to be a kind bird
building a loving nest.
I will cherish him,
will cover with a passionate,
treasure kiss.
Not with single
but million and one...
He is so dear to my heart
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2016
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