dusk stop on the porch
night is still wishful
hope the sky is studded
with constellations
as you once told me
love is like a night
there is dark and cold
like dried flower petals
like dusk longing for dimness
while we are in a mortal hallway
let the loss be as easy as erasing it wrong
the ink written on dull paper
so I don't need to drain my taste
night had rolled dark
I hope it's still burning even though it's gloomy
let go of your tiredness in my shoulder
even though I want to be able to
take shelter in your eyes
I'm waiting for a beautiful word
to jump from your lips
while I enjoy looking at you between flavors
the nightly grasshopper joked quietly
you present the gentleness of your sweet smile
warm my solitude through endless days
approaching each other
we try to understand the whisper of the heart
with sincerity we open ourselves
to explore the authenticity of love
I found seriousness sparkling on your net
blinking longing to share love
in our fingers we are tightly grasping
our dancing is accompanied
by symphony of night without moonlight
interpret our sense of desire rhythmically
alternating sighs of passionate romance
clinging to us in a chain of expressions of desire
delete the past with a new day
enjoy beautiful nights in warm hugs
don't want the moment to pass
without a happy impression
stroking your fragrance in a virtual mix of love
reaching for tomorrow we are pleased
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Solo, Sun, 14th April 2019. 6:06 pm
'with love and peace'
Suko Waspodo
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ilustr: Irina Sergeyeva
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