Finds out your scent ...
Does me a favor
Most of the time now in the loneliness of night
Keeps up the conversation
Kiss the flower gently.
The miracle is windy ...
The branch only prays.
This is the spring crop.
What color gives the heart?
We have seen that bright hour.
The night when the lion says.
The heart does not follow this path.
Which separates me from you.
Life was mine but now.
At your request
He did not see, otherwise this eye.
The state of the heart says ...
Needless river cuff finger
The sand writes the name.
Look at my face.
What does even a glance do?
Remembering a night as evening falls.
Kochai makes a noise in her life.
The problem is that whenever the lights come on ...
The decision is just made.
Good