Your green green eyes
Are dreaming of me
Like petals and leafs in the ice
In autumn that whispers and cries
Your small small cheeks
Are touching my hand
Like fires of liars in sword
That see us and lay us and buy us for free
In favorite shops of the Lord
Your true true laugh
Is warming my soul
Like candles in sandal for us
That cheers you and sees you and burns you the light
From maiden that constantly loves
Green green eyes
© Copyright: Энн Денисова, 2017
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