Olga Loskutova from Yoshkar-Ola the capital of the republic of Mari El. (800 km norht east of Moscow). TO YOU. I draw your picture in the sky, I put together hands and pray. Please, look into this big dark eyes What do you think they want to say ? These trembling tears burn my cheeks, It’s just a silent speech of soul. I try to force my tired lips To shape all candid words I know. The space between us is one step That equals to nine thousand miles. I feast my eyes upon sunset, You meet a beautiful sunrise. I cry in dreams to let you hear The words of everlasting prayer. You sleep I whisper to your ear And leave my footprints in the air. I’m thankful just for you exist For Angel blessed me once with you You have become a part of me With all my love, yours, Olga Q. |
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