Your name and your picture –
That is all I have got of you.
Change your ticket to warm lands
To the single ticket to my station!
Where are you and what’s happened to you?
Just call me – and I’ll arrive.
I’ll pass any way to you,
To continue love’s conversation.
Call me, and I’ll give myself to you,
That half-year, will pass the years,
And everything between us will be the same way sweetly.
Where are you?
© Copyright: Татьяна Медвецкая Постолатьева, 2015
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