JUIS, 35 - 17 мая 2008 03:19

[COLOR=violet][SIZE=+1][B][FONT=Arial][COLOR=red]Q[/COLOR]uiet house. Bed. Light is liquidated.
[COLOR=red]W[/COLOR]e are with you is two midnight birds.
[COLOR=red]A[/COLOR]fter a window - dawn glimmers hardly,
[COLOR=red]A[/COLOR]nd only to us it does not sleep two together with you.

[COLOR=red]W[/COLOR]e talk about eternal and simple,
[COLOR=red]S[/COLOR]ometimes meeting in a kiss,
[COLOR=red]O[/COLOR]ur lips are whispered about one,
[COLOR=red]O[/COLOR]ur souls - in happiness drowned.

[COLOR=red]W[/COLOR]e lie, hugging in a semi-darkness,
[COLOR=red]G[/COLOR]iving oneself up to the caress of sensitive hands...
[COLOR=red]T[/COLOR]his night there were signs to me:
[COLOR=red]I[/COLOR]n life all chances - not suddenly...[/FONT][/B][/SIZE][/COLOR] :rose:

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