I’ve seen many eyes,
But still I’m dreaming of yours,
Like of morning sunrise,
And magic sky shores.
I’ve met many eyes,
But still I’m looking for yours,
Sad, deep, kind and wise,
That have passed through the storms.
I’ve known many eyes,
But still I’m missing yours,
So tender and nice,
And wild like a horse.
I’ve loved many eyes,
But still I’m loving of yours,
You are far from my arms,
Yet you feel so close.
Many eyes
© Copyright: Лана Аверьянова, 2019
Свидетельство о публикации №119070600152
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