I'll always choose my boyfriend's voice
Instead of singing birds
I have around so many boys
But you have heard backwords
My dreams about your tenderness
Came all along the nights
And starry sky could not to bless
My other dreams to bright
I see your face in every cloud
Which changing every day
Your presence is in every sound
Black hair like a raven's wing
Green colour eyes from heaven dreams
Our love was made in mid of spring
To make these greatest story themes ;
And even if someone will say
You should froget each other eyes
I'll stand in front and scream again
This love will never die
The poem
© Copyright: Аня Лунёва, 2022
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