I fell in love at the first sight.
I don't more laugh, is nothing bright.
A flopper am I, I am crying.
My soul is gradually dying.
I fell in love at the first sight.
I'm happy almost, I'm all right.
I'm lucky, in my soul is sun.
My heart is trying more and more to run.
What love of these is yours?
You always choose of two.
Remember phrase that has it's force:
"Kissing don't last, cookery do!"
Two kinds of love
© Copyright: Алексей Ткачев 3, 2016
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