Моя Весна

Ізидора Пономар

Проведи мене до серця свого коротким шляхом. Щоб не заблукалась раптом, не зійшла з дороги до серця я твого. Не змінила долю твою й мою, не зламала комусь її ще... Бо мої почуття є незмінні, це є очевидним. Навряд чи думку свою колись я зміню, бо тебе я нестримно всією душею люблю! Всіма частичками тіла я кажу тобі "i love you"! Чуєш стукіт? Це через тебе. Серце моє тільки для тебе тепер і б'ється. Дякую, що ти є, ти моє щастя і моя весна. 09.05.2024

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