To live. To know. To love. To go.
To be a plant without words.
The letter’s sent...
Forgive the swords,
That make your heart to love the death.
To kill your mind nevertheless.
To kiss the morning wind and cry...
What else?
Don’t know...
Why?.....
What else
© Copyright: Лена Сахипьянова, 2006
Свидетельство о публикации №106102501453
Свидетельство о публикации №106102501453
Рецензии