| I the madman... |
[Mar. 12th, 2007|11:19 am] |
Today there was a beautiful evening!
The Greater moon drew in the sky of a path for small stars.
The wind played with clouds...
Your eyes... In them the sky is reflected.
It is not necessary that from this sky there was a rain.
I have not taken with myself a umbrella. I do not wish to get wet.
Мне сказали, что я поэт.
Я - растаял...
Я растекся по креслу, как капля дождя по стеклу...
Я влюблён, господа!
Боже, как я влюблён!!!
I am happy!!! |
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