will let the outskirts of
Walk through the meadows.
Twisted fingers twigs
Will put foliage.
Puddles of mirror-saucer
Decorate yourself.
Star of Love
The sky is smoked by fog
Bright day veiled swarthy.
And the wound becomes sharper
Disturbed feelings of relatives.
Heart pain shrinks steeper,
And sad in half with the rain.
Remembering your singing voice,
Dissolved look in my heart.
We walk through the dairy garden
In the buzz of bees, in honey bloom.
The world has disappeared, only you are near
In the universe with you flying.
Here the space is wide open
Myriads of stars gives us:
– Choose any! Us!
– The one that burns brighter than the others!
We are flying in a petal blizzard,
Driving, glowing beam.
And we take it in warm hands,
Wearing on the edge of clouds.
Light white, stars rays,
Dazzle herbs flowers.
Small clouds, curly herd,
Steeped on the distillation.
And today remembering Spring,
I look at our Star,
But, in the gloomy sky of the region,
A cloud of darkness drew a line.
I want to create portraits
I want to create portraits.
To write portraits of pretty women.
To speak colors,
Shades, complementing tenderness.
To lines of bright beauty
Say beautiful: – You are beautiful!
For each face feature.
To write portraits the beauties of the world!
My heart
I take care of you
In my heart is sadness.
And, as a tribute, I guard,
The image of a cute.
Like your farewell,
May morning spring.
Do not float away with the breeze
With fluffy snow.
Let the year’s pass
Quietly sinks in space
But, your word: – Yes!
In white garden decoration.
In the vociferous forest,
In the bird choir spring.
In poplar fluffs,
In the spring breezes.
But your word: – Yes!
I did not hear like a song.
Only: – Never!
The word was the last.
I take care of you
In my heart is sadness.
And, as a tribute to the guard
The image is cute, farewell…
Sorcery love
Pretended to be in love
As a boy weaving words.
And I felt subjugated,
My head bowed to you.
Your knees embraced with passion.
But the hurricane dope passed.
I asked myself a simple question
In you, I found that?!
And you tried to marry me.
Threatened to get underground.
Believe me, I’m ready to strangle before
Then the days with you to pass!!!
With a dream near
Surrounding grove birch grove.
Fun song, bird’s chirps.
With a dream series created from dreams,
Come, ring the stream, sing, splash with water.
I look into the distance, the transparency of the field.
And clouds ridge above the horizon.
Inhaling the purity and aroma of the expanse…
Beyond the distance, and you, beyond the horizon.
Fog blindfolded
Fog blindfolded eyes.
