Аннотация: How I want to be with you, my love. I always think about you, and this is for you.....
Imposing words, imposing feels
Delayment of the breath,
I'm sure there is no death
Just only crying on the fields.
I'm inclining to run out
To irresponsible winds,
And to discern the wounds that speak about
Rumpled peases of paper,
Unfinished underlines...
The heart is treamed by the lines
That i'm a pretender...
I'm in despair without you
I hate longleness and nights,
Yor eyes like a lights...
I love and its my truth.
I know that I'm a pretender,
But I can't pretend ny love,
Something is flying us above.
I don't feel surrender
But only privy feeling you.
I save in my heart
My blossom, but it's hard
Not to think about you.