My only love, where is the peace between our thought and wish, when marble dreams stay after that storm subsequently leaving us without the right to make a choice? Which path do we need to continue our wearily wandering and in what wind we need to throw our solitude that is profound? I feel like a memory of mountains in your forelock and with the fragrance of all the mountain tops in the snowing clouds you wake up I grow and take a little of sun to melt in a valley of my memories and all of that gradually I melt with my heart and put into my soul to keep you without discomfort.

The precious notion of my day dreaming what to do with silhouette of sadness in a piece of morning? Did we ran enough in all directions from all the steps that already took us along to the peace less habits
finding in poems the source of our hope? I feel every raindrop in my sea of expectancy and how you release swirls of your open sea over quiet lowland's Because after the restless times and shattered traces I finally land by peaceful shores I discover in you new meeting places
and on them with your soul I build my new expectations You draw me with the depth of poplar-tree and under the sweet moonlight you print tender touches with your body.

My sights inapprehensible quail I observe while you lay between my thighs bend your wings and dream again. I take you and set into your smile covered with sun and all white I lean you beside me like a reflection then quietly spread my fingers over your breasts and slowly approach your tips of shallow cuts. Forever I stay in your embrace I sigh and seek You offer me kisses opening with sweetness over me
and spread softness of your dance through my body. My dear love I am here for you to have me to be born with me in the midst of passion
and to find me in your every wish like I felt you inside of me.