The good news is - I am in love.
I again fancy his blue eyes and unforgettable smile.
I want to hear his voice day and night.
in indecent dreams see his body.
I am writing poems only to him,
make craft that devote to my beloved
at night close my eyes wanting to see
him kissing me tenderly when the Sun rises.
the bad news is - I am horrified.
everything will vanish like unwanted snow.
I will pray passionately for eternal life
for our feelings - to be together...