Eva: Breaking the bans of Indigo

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 seagulls in the surface of the waters caress the dunes.

Where the last touch is on the sheet

You remember a windy young man.

You’re going to have a smile on the sky,

Let us be carried away by the winds of space

Like a stroke of a pen, prayers, amen

Singing multi-voice minor..

To the sound of the surf, let’s dissolve there

And the drop on the sand with you is careless,

We won’t give love to the raging waves,

Capture and save it forever.

I want to be in pain with you.

I call you the wolf’s cry,

I’m flying through the stars!

My wings are breaking under the key

I want to be painful to you!

The current in the temples, it moans consciousness

Distraught- thirst – you!

That I’m in the world. I left him.

For you, she burned the bridges.

After a while I go by the smell,

I remember him to the smallest detail.

Through the thorns to a light rainbow,

I love my family.

I’ve squeezed my heart down to a drop.

Expectation.. Fingers in the blood!

So many years without you. barely survived,

Love has found you!

The captivity of Love.

She’s got pain without her.

The sweaty glass of the tram.

She’s got no one.

On the lips and love is inanimate.

She’s got Scream Without Her.

The gray city was covered with snow.

She’s got a mig without her.

One sigh, one step before the escape.

Hearts captive and tried to escape

When I knew the wings were burning.

But love does not kill, do not break

I understand – love does not run away.

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Let such love be mad,

But like a phoenix, she’s resurrected.

It leaked through a drop in their blood

And under the skin long sprouts.

Do you know I’ve been unconscionably missed?

You know I missed me shamelessly,

Wandered among the streets of old Arbat.

I’ve been thinking about you for a long time, and I’ve been waiting

The call is probably like a May roll.

Like lightning in the pouring rain.

Let him ring right into the soul!

In longing solitude, we wait

Armageddon, capable of destroying walls.

You know, I still loved

And reread the letter insanely often.

With puppy tenderness in his chest kept,

The remnants of half-life-high happiness.

You know, I’m lying to myself again.

And she’s a useless hope.

That you’d be back sometime in the morning,

When I kiss your clothes at night.

Vain love.

Did I say I pray for you?

Where do I take sincere feelings?

Lobzai’s mentally beautiful fas,

slightly touching the phrase artful.

Pen devilyour your mill

and breaking the lines at a crossroads,

in the captivity of magic hands…

Did I say that? It’s all nonsense! Please forget it!

Why do you need this sincerity of the pen?

You have dreams of cloudless dawns,

and I’ve been in the captivity of my sonnets for a long time.

You were held silent by answer,

Pinning your mad Fleur in the palm of your hand.

Get out! Your intimacy is like poison to me!

And I would have left the stage a long time ago,

but the charm of your thin vein

and a pulse, I’m going to be captivated.

You are the pain of my loss, my poison…

Vain Love – it’s all the fault

and I fell on my knees before her…

Mavi.

Let the note of a thin veil of love,

It touches the body with a marvelous veil.

From tender lips, long groans” Mavi!

Melts with a kiss of bright scarlet.

Making a brush in a prelude of ink,

The artist will draw an image of a cute one.

Pomegranate bracelet, painted in vinyl,

The wrists, neck, shoulders of the young Diva.

Strand, hair color and marvelous slender mill

There will be an image as if there is nowhere.

Ancient hall, melody, organ.

A miracle is born out of the watercolor of the senses!

I write the manuscript on light skin.

Why would I want heaven if you’re not here?

I’ve been measuring the star paths for hours.

Eating dampness time portrait

And the haze sways in the stalls.

Treat me with my tender sleep,

My heart is sad.

Let fate be separated from you,

No one can take away your love.

I’m not giving it up! She’s been with me for ages!

I write the manuscript on light skin.

Take a tear from my sad age,

No one can take away my love!

My dances are not for the weak.

My dances are not for the weak.

Are you ready to step with me in the captivity of my madness…?

Barefoot feet on a thin sharp edge

I have a compressed nerve spring…

To the groin. to the wheezing of getting stuck in the throat.

Don’t exhale, don’t get out, don’t run away.

Palm in the palm of the hand and lips to the lips. Dancing

Sticking spikes under delicate skin

Sounds of rhythm. Passing through the heart

And the melting brain. to the state of mercury.

Dancing crucifixions and resurrections,

Falls and takeoff, flames and ice.

Dancing One Us on the shards.. broken illusions

Out of time and space.

Are you ready? If not. I’ll stop the music.

And you’re going to get out of the vicious circle of my dance.

Maestro… Curtain.. Your way out…!

Muse… Quieter!

Count to three…

I am.. I’ll pay off the candles.

Under the flutter of velvet wings.

Lips are tender. It’s like lilies,

Whisper ingsinating in your stomach.

She came to life by bathing in vinyl.

So exquisite in the snout.