How lucky I felt when I kiss your hot tight between my lips, your voice when my heart hit the walls of my chest when you look me choked breath when your touch up my whole body, but all this was only my dream.
When your love of my memory erased all that was earthly, became vice when your happiness my heart when your thoughts have become my dreams waves ship when in your arms nest stood the temple of my soul.
When words become flowers, flowers have become music and music became litter creeps second violins strings caught the moments we love dozens of losers-in eternity ...
Grace touched my soul with your love love ...