Winter looks into my face
And I miss you much.
I just want to catch your gaze
And to feel your touch.
Snow-flakes have just begun
Their magic dance.
And my heart began to run
Feeling wished romance.
Sudden call will bring me fun
And I'll see you soon.
In your eyes the time will run
Under magic moon.
Winter
© Copyright: Елена Тей, 2016
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