Once, under the light of shining moon,
We'll be sitting, enjoying each other and kissing.
In meadow, with smell of flowers that bloom,
With thou, my strong anger is missing.
You're my muse, my pleasure, my gladness,
I'm imagining you my whole day, and night,
You can save my mind from madness.
And I'm waiting for minute when I will delight.
When I'll feel your wonderful smell
When I'll look at your green eyes,
When I'll take your hand as well,
And my feelings to you is not lies.
With you, my sweety, my dreams come true,
And now I want, that it's the same with you.
To you
© Copyright: Александр Чесс, 2010
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