I did not know, where my body ends
And yours begin.
When tides of emotions
Are so high, that
They have no boundaries,
No limits,
No restrains.
Same as loneliness.
And it smell like lavender,
Bitterly and dreamy.
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Кирилл Прокофьев 20.05.2017 22:52 Заявить о нарушении
Olga
Ольга Вярси 22.05.2017 05:28 Заявить о нарушении