Next to each other - not with the opposite, but with the souls of the souls - it is a journey! A poles to attract? Maybe! But only to explode! It is just a memory of the spark- from the collision but instantly

One day in which we can calmly pretend, that we succumb to the illusion of equality, but why not for excellence, just because of that, that we have breasts, vagina and only we are capable of giving life.

Once clouds have faded - as if they were in a picture, other times they cheerfully in the sky are chasing - as children in kindergarten ... Clouds and Clouds, like fluffy snow or multicolored, sometimes

Whether this, that gray is the sky in our souls opens heavy wounds ?! Now is the time cursed, which intersection call ... How to become, to push the glass open with coffee and after the blossoming buds

Flowers. Heap flowers! Smell again. That's her. Spring is already coming, free breathing and flesh. The meadows are green. The day of the sun is in captivity. Bees of color they already understand their

You wanted to have everything glory, power, money women. By covetousness you all hated and his friends wiped away. He turned his back on everything holy, Closure in your own world covered the whole with

From the lump of my heart will be over the grass at midnight and the morning shall be a gift for the blind. The fisherman will pour a full basket back into the emerald of the sea. The killer will throw

I sink into my world, deeper than someone can get there I break down in thousands of hands I run through my fingers, smiles scatter to demons to know that my vulnerability is my power; the harvested salt,

Man, did not you ever think you cursed yourself? No!? ... I have thought of it many times. Lately, I have been constantly thinking about this. I often turned my head back to the past, but alas ... I can

Forehead cat fairy tale, a small mouse appeared. The kitten invited her to visit, but the door did not bind. They were friends with the mouse, he introduced them to the summer frog. Dropped in deep puddle,

Winter is a season of white tenderness, but also teeth colder than death ... In the echo ring crystalline eternity, the night laughs blandly. Fluffy droppings are cotton, in which it seems that desires

I was not a singer but for you I wrote a song, then sang it - for the love that came to me, about the girl I chose. You were standing on the small veranda, holding a white handkerchief in his hands, and

Hundreds of foreign skirting boards I gather solar love, but I never complied the laws in that life - I love someone indifferent, I am in love with you, always on loneliness and lonely leave myself ...

Our day becomes equal to the night. The day green gazebo will replace that variety, which senses delight us. And short storms, warm summer rain will change with the mild rainfall. Above the fields with

Once the holiday is remembered remotely and in vases the flowers are weeping, as the loneliness still flashes on the left ... tears with a smile wipes the buffalo. Eyes as soon as the eyelids clatter,

Аccidentally in my world you appeared ... He was a stranger hiding a wound in his soul ... As long as my tender gaze is sheltered, you stayed forever in it ... It happened in my soul to look at it and

They lived very happily, in a beautiful town, a whole nation of heroes and unseen beauties. Love was everywhere, it was all there was. In the air joy was boiling, his life was flowing. In the city weddings

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Drop by drop love we took, word by word поеми редах, a moment later love we sipped, with you miraculous I discovered heaven. Day after day dreams catching up, night after night under the moon we fell asleep,

Give your hand a swim of heaven and cross the Black Hole Big. I and the two fused sunspots to turn the Orion stars, in passionate dance around our bodies to the love to find the traces. Splashing the air