I am an evening wind:
As gentle as an elf...
A taste of peppermint:
You feel it as you're a deaf!
Emotions on the edge
Of one of the highest cliff!
The beauties, that we merge,
Will turn the world to myth!
Let's try to reach the goal:
To live through endless love...
To touch each other's soul,
As pure as a dove:)
The myth
© Copyright: Мария Алматова 2, 2021
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