Rain falls. Evening. Summer.
Comfort. Gentle heady embrace.
The body asks for love again.
It's hard to play war with you.
I give up. In eyes eyes.
Paradise earth color deep.
God! And wings again for shrug our shoulders.
How many empty years have passed
Without sweet lips, without your love.
And the pain is unbearable, and honey flour.
Living with an empty heart is hard.
Rain. Our autumn. Mouth and hands.
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