An evening will come in town.
It is a summer do you hear?
It is already knocked in a door.
A warm asphalt smells romanticism.
And that does wait us with you before?
We measure star sky with you.
My dear, I love you!
And catch fire in time, one after one
Street lanterns and colors of windows.
Smiles and glad laughter are heard.
A summer comes variously, but however for all.
Today I am the grown, but not small.
We with you are hidden in a distant corner.
Soon, we will become a mother and dad
Yet vilify weight of tummy, I will be able.
But, it is desirable for-quick to kiss a kid,-
He by such road and desirable.
That is all, that we need.
( ij. - 2014 .)
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