I hate big cities and crowded places,
Pollution and smoke and different faces.
But your face is the nicest of all.
You play in my life an important roll.
I can’t forget your eyes,
Which are very beautiful.
I can’t forget your wonderful lips
So sometimes I even can’t sleep.
I can’t forget your fluffy hair,
I can’t forget your ideal nose,
And all your face, that is so fair.
And all you looks like a wonderful rose.
When I meet you, I’ll give you a lot of flowers
And maybe in the future we ‘ll be excellent lovers.
But why I dream about it?
I’m just a boy, who live in the hamlet.
Perhaps you have a boyfriend,
who live with you in the quite land.
About beauty
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Very-very good poems! I liked them - the idea and simplicity)
but sometimes it jumps from one rhythm to another
And more, I think you should write songs
Константин Эм 13.09.2011 16:05 • Заявить о нарушении
but sometimes it jumps from one rhythm to another
And more, I think you should write songs
Константин Эм 13.09.2011 16:05 • Заявить о нарушении
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