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You are my tasteful honey trap.
I never knew one better.
Love you is like is to unwrap
with words of love a letter.
Each word to read and to have fun.
No drinks is needed now.
You are my only sunny sun,
and moon of mine, somehow.
Somehow star. Somehow rain.
You are my dream, though, real.
When there's no you, I feel the pain.
What can instead I feel?
Instead of you there is no one.
No woman can me feed.
And I am like under the sun
with you a fruitful seed...
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You are my tasteful honey trap...
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There was no wine, that we could drink.
I am, I swear, teetotaler.
In shallow glass I fear to sink.
Not to say - in the bottle...
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Спасибо!
Кланяюся.
Андрей Чекмарев 21.03.2018 23:27 Заявить о нарушении
There was no wine, that we could drink.
I am, I swear, teetotaler.
In shallow glass I fear to sink.
Not to say - in the bottle...
*
Спасибо!
Кланяюся.
Андрей Чекмарев 21.03.2018 23:27 Заявить о нарушении