It can be done just now, at seconds,
It can be long, as we want so.
No time limits, and no full records,
Because it feels that we had know.
You sitting here, beside my head,
And waiting for, for lonely song.
My voice cut silence to be thread,
And nowadays to you belong.
Each other looks, each other feeling,
No reason why, no other ask.
And only moment, we have thrilling,
And only love beside of us.
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© Copyright: Илья Кошелев, 2009
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