Зарисовки...
I remember everything...
Nignt air is wrapped in a shroud of fresheness,whisper of leaves sings a melody of passing summer,silver moon"s disk lights up a small arbour surrounded with a wild gardern of scarlet roses.
Only me and you are here.You take me in your arms gase at my eyes and...words of love sound like a soft breath of wind, brighten up colours of nature and time turns into eternity.
The hands of the clock stand still, here are only me, you and moon light...

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