A scent of illusions,
A depth of the sea,
There's so much confusion,
When you are near me.
And I keep on drowning
In your magical eyes,
I'm losing so slowly
The will to decide.
When you are a keeper
Of my solemn dreams,
I'm looking for pleasure
Out there, by the sea.
Neptune
© Copyright: Марина Чиянова, 2023
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