The cunning soul of a woman...
Fyodorov Sergey Fyodorovich
... I loved to love
A wet little nose
Trembling lips
Eyelashes with droplets of rain
To kiss...
Trembling
Hug
In wet clothes
Be your umbrella
And the stove
To keep warm ...
... and then I noticed ...
you
were waiting on purpose
The rain...
did you like it
Tremble...
... And I was tormented by the question
" Like a tremor . ".. Calm down ?
YOUR TREMBLING
was
YOUR LOVE!
A cunning woman's soul...
The cunning soul of a woman...
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