The light emanates from your eyes,
Your mouth is hot, and your blood, is like ice.
Your pearly teeth like snow in December,
And your hair are golden, like leaves in September.
The destiny attended me to you.
At first, you was like princess on view,
But if princess lives in remote European tales,
You live here and encourage me after my fails.
You beautifull person, magnificent less...
You heard it so many times, yes!
But I want to say, that my life is nice and fine
Because of your excellent smile and your shine.
Q
© Copyright: Юрий Поэт, 2015
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