That i go near him
Started groaning
Started doing makeup
In what way wind
Exclusively
My lips
Was dried
Try them
In hand sunshade
Started growing on the same side
Handle legs
Only then
In the morning light
Puffy cork
Posts raised even in the dark of night
Loudly.
on asking
Shake head
Yes 'yes'
But then sleep broke
I think
This is such a dream
Dear to lead spring
All the leaves of the tree Fall
All forest Sighting Slightened
Like my beloved
It takes a day of monotonous
Like my mind
All the flowers fell
If nothing is lost
Is not bent
So just a reed
Who still like spears
The bumps stand upright
How many have kept this festival
I hear
Who keeps this fast
Uncuint of his mind
Grands are found
I too
This fast is kept for years
But where found
The groom of my wish
Hi, it is rare to see it