Thursday, July 10, 2008
And If Not In The To Hold, And
And if not in the to hold, and to your hands to be given! Sometimes to you I arrive. I come at night, I sit down on a floor about you and I look. Sometimes a hand on a cheek I will spend. With head lips I will concern. Sometimes - I become impudent absolutely: I take your hand, be afraid about it the person. All I die of love to you - yes I will not die in any way. . Such at me unhealthy interest to men, which, as to you, under fifty. In public transport - I peer so : and what it for the people how he feels how is to it? Here at it too two ears and a nose - in the middle of the person. As at you. But anybody so does not love it, as I you. You know, what you told, all it somehow - by, you cause me to yourself, and I do not hear words, only I see that it you, I hear you, without listening, I take yours " ", I see your handwriting, I press alone these leaflets to the person, in them, as in your hand, whole. You know, Egor when you nearby work for me only one alarm system, and the second is disconnected completely.
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