Breaking the bans of Indigo. EvaЧитать онлайн книгу.
a loving executioner, making halos under beads,
It’s a velvet, gentle ivy.
You’ll get tired of screaming from the influx of countless numbers.
Irrigating a sheet under my multi-colored cloak!
A sip of love.
A sip of love! Oh no.! Take a sip!
And the lips freeze in singing.
Trembling under the fingers of a stubborn curl
And she pours to his forehead in treacherous humility.
From the half-open lips, a moan flies off,
Breaking the secrets with heather and wormwood.
A bud is bathed in the morning ross,
And the sky says Latin is with me.
Not understanding the sweet words,
You kiss the thrill of silk, chest and shoulders.
I breathe, I feel dizzy
And a quiet evening is snoot.
Soaked in the air with a gentle aroma,
I’m inocucarating with divine joy.
And I’m getting sloppy.
Whisper: “Love, I don’t need any more!”
And I’m a mile away with the lights and smells of Paris.
And I’m a mile away the lights and smells of Paris
Your fragile profile and graceful mill.
Behind the windows of Moscow, the hare breathes,
And I cherish the taste, sweet mouth.
The Breath of Love and Ravel’s Music
I’m trying to catch the bustle of the capital.
Rebellious wanderer and gentle minstrel
The fantasy stream carries me to you.
To the radiance of lovely eyes with shades of dawns,
To touch the hands of loved ones, to the curls of hair.
I’m my sensuality. You’re in my sonnets.
I will be able to bring to our garden of marvelous roses.
I’m running away from you.
I’m running from you to the contousable fogs of Paris.
And behind the glass I hide in the autumn cold rain.
I’m running away from myself, silent foreboding
Our horizon is far away, we’ll wait a little longer.
And behind the windows, summer replaces the cold cold
And lovers breathe and catch the lips drops.
I let you into my tender soul with warmth,
And I hope that one day our April will come!
Waiting for spring and wandering along the shady alleys..
I remember our garden, the quiet maple over the tired river.
I’m not sad at all and believe me i don’t regret anything.
Leaving you, I will stay with you forever.
A sonata of tenderness.
To me your tenderness,
Like a balm for wounds.
Knowing love
Attracts…
Silent understanding,
quietly promises bliss.
And I’m silent and crossing
In silence fingers.
And I freeze in the volume of joy.
I’m just a simple poet,
My poems.. Oblivion..
I pour feelings on canvases.
But they are also subject to smoldering.
When the hand can’t take the pen,
And lips whisper love treatises..
Rethink all my goodness,
Leave your hearts crying and serenades!
No gold, no silver.
All the ashes,
except true
Sonatas…
Sonatas OF THE WORLD!
I’ll come to you with a berry in the fall!
My quiet, gentle woman
The youth is smared with sadness.
Winter wind on the eyelids is crowned,
In his ghostly crystal castle.
My snowy, sensitive, glorious
Where do you hide your anxieties?
My sweet, kind, main
Show me my heart dear.
I’ll come to you with a berry in the fall,
I’ll kiss you with a leaf- and a like…
I love your thin sagging,
I’ll charm you, i’ll split you up!
Let’s sit in silence.
Spread your braids long, blond.
And by the sunrise, you’ll be
Kiss love. Aftertaste.
Heartfelt conversations.
Sheltered by the gray plaid of the sky,
And by ruining a glass of wine…
Let’s talk about autumn
And let’s drink her sadness to the bottom…!
Let’s talk, dear!
But sadness at the bottom,
And the joys pour to the edge,
Into our fragrant wine.!
And let’s dissolve over the conversation
Anxiety, everyday life of our days.
Let autumn not look reproachfully,
We won’t forget about her!
What if, dear girlfriend,
Are we going to invite you to visit in the autumn?
And we’re going to pour the wine around the mugs,
We’ll sit in the autumn circle.
And Autumn will tell us hops,
That there are many bright days in life.
And what would we do in the dawns of May,
They didn’t forget about her!
And seeing off our Guest,
We promise to remember…
In the rains, the groan clusters,
Fog, lilac surface.
Yes, May hops us with flavor,
I’m dizzy and dizzy!
But autumn is a kind of sunset,
You’re the silence of your family.
Let’s run to where the evening is quiet.
Let’s run to where the evening is quiet.
And