My lips Draw on yours long and sluggish Sunday afternoons with forgotten cups, neglected food, hunger. White clouds of packed sheets on the pure endless sky of passion, flowering roses on the chest, inhalation

And so your picture has fallen from the pages of an old book. A memory in the heart crept and the air has begun to make me short. A memory I tried to hide in the tomb of deceitful love. To be able to discover

What can you do in this world of sadness? We are just people. And it's Destiny! We are all strangers in this way - loneliness. Being a mistress Any woman can. Being a girlfriend can only be elected. To

I have no place and I can not cry, for vain expected words. Someone else in loneliness to complain, the silence came between us. I do not have time for empty illusions and floating sands in me. And separation

It was love like the other - with words, caresses, beginning and ending. Everyone had their merits to grow up in an ice cow. It was difficult, but it quickly passed and - before we return it to bis - he

I called my silence on you. And only you in her will admit ... Under all stars and cities, once who will shake with 'footsteps. I left you good on the bottom, where the white loneliness is torn. And in

Wear your new clothes, girls! Head up high! Cry, smile, love! The worries bury! Sew your hearts with a thin stitch, put your makeup and lipstick! Live this one life! Live it dizzy, wild! Do not follow

She quietly came into the night and fill us with warmth! He brought hope for the coming year, both to the amine! To be all better and our dreams come true! Let's humble our head and give ourselves a hand!

It's cold without your man's palm and an icy wind blows, your eyes do not shine with the blaze, my hair touched me forcefully. It's cold without your male shoulder, agonizes with me even the sea, the sea

I saw in your eyes hope, when the miracle happened at that moment. The forehead when I saw you lean, hiding his face with his palms. Instead of turning away with annoyance, continue and erase I remember

Tell them when to stop! - They do not want to get bored! They will immediately understand, because they are very disturbed. They communicate to them on this site, because the name bears. But are they more,

And this year it rolled, in joy and sorrow, my days passed. At times I was crying with grief, with joy, but this is the life of an eternal youth! I thank everyone who handed me my hand, thank you for all

And look up this night to the sky with the bright stars. Until tomorrow, joke with joy filled with God's dreams. The night one star illuminates and sends soft purple rays. And the Lord God gladly proclaims

Wind spreads feathers, throw them in different directions, loathsome at his startling start the dots imperceptibly thickened. Caught in a crazy game, accelerated, impatiently conceal frozen mud, with an

Christmas Eve! ... Eyes Closed! I know like everyone else you have many dreams! And to make a longing, do not you? But, please, for a minute, think about it! For our time, hear, the heart is whispering

I'm up here with you, a feather in the heavens down low contemplate, locked in a copter. In words you raise me, frivolous, I feel light, you effortlessly achieve this, you cut off my wings. Here you are

I smile involuntarily and my soul is sad. Then, stop! Without control the thought circles. I'm getting up and getting serious. It's time to become kitsch. To wear kitsch clothes, Put kitsch glasses and

Again, Christmas is approaching and distant memories raise me - memories of childhood in which toys longed for the heart. It was a nice year, full of dreams beautiful, were all relatives, together and

Without you, my boy, life is raw, without you that life. What to give, O gods, to be in my life at least. I would pay the heavy price, even to be my soul. Goodbye and Kisses ...

I stand alone on the shore ... Sunrise passes, winter passes. And the horizon, still He is too ideally level. And no drop any more - azure blue. She has passion, but she's dead already! The sea will take