Marine smells everywhere,
Blended with moss.
Also, fresh flowers.
What award is this?
Rain yıkamış streets
Refreshes the colors of the leaves
All the charm.
Preparation for what is this?
The sun shining bright.
Kuytuyu demystifies even the most light.
Gardens such as fresh point
Clad in flowers.
Ah what is this?
The smell of sweet tea and bagels.
Floated through my nose.
In my heart, an involuntary rhythm.
Peaceful music played in my ear.
A harbinger of what is this?
My eyes are not even the most land
Color sees.
Steps in accelerating.
Suggestive glances they throw away the birds.
Where are you going to do?
As if a shadow approaching.
Shivers inside.
My hands are cutting down the ice.
My hair is delivered to the wind.
What is this?
Time is running out though.
He quietly approaching.
Cold sweat pouring out of my forehead.
Equilibration breathing is changing,
When he felt his breath next to me.
Who is this?
Gently lifted my head to look at.
We come eye to eye.
Full front of me now.
I remember the name of one.
And the name of my lips silently dumped.
LOVE ...
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