tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2984806401118681918.post5175543396657594926..comments2024-02-20T06:21:03.607+02:00Comments on някъде над покривите на града: Малко объркано и незнайно защо...Радосвета Аврамова (caribiana)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13165932150494540765noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2984806401118681918.post-73703285585117106382009-01-13T23:37:00.000+02:002009-01-13T23:37:00.000+02:00Мерси, Ян!И на Вас, Принцесо, мерси :)Макар, че ма...Мерси, Ян!<BR/>И на Вас, Принцесо, мерси :)Макар, че малко чак се засрамих,обаче едновременно с това се и зарадвах. Все пак, хубаво е човек да срази принцеса :DРадосвета Аврамова (caribiana)https://www.blogger.com/profile/13165932150494540765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2984806401118681918.post-79938339405931827292009-01-13T16:35:00.000+02:002009-01-13T16:35:00.000+02:00Радостче, тука вече направо ме срази. От нежността...Радостче, тука вече направо ме срази. От нежността и необяснимото очарование, с което са пропити редовете. Ама, от първата буква, та до последната. <BR/>Аплодисменти ,с искрено уважение ..Chinawarehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08787389429518521327noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2984806401118681918.post-33955427293614328182009-01-12T22:16:00.000+02:002009-01-12T22:16:00.000+02:00A bit confusing and ... for no particular reason.....A bit confusing and ...<BR/> for no particular reason...<BR/><BR/>There is something so warm in your voice<BR/>that I'm bristling and ... I stay numb<BR/>on the snow still untrodden I walk<BR/>as a cat step - bare-footed , one by one<BR/><BR/>Then I cuddle in your silent arms<BR/>under sky that has stars on its forehead<BR/>Why does Moon smile ? why is She so calm ?<BR/>it's because we have stopped under starlit.<BR/><BR/>There we are - under green traffic light<BR/>that is shining , although, and in spite<BR/>sadness is trickling ( to it we are blind )<BR/>down the funny and narrow rain-pipe...<BR/><BR/>And your voice is so hot ,just like in July<BR/>that I don't feel the cold , not a bit<BR/>let me warm your palms with my lips, and let's fly<BR/>I am all burning hot - your hands I can't quit...<BR/><BR/>And the Moon is a smile and it's peering<BR/>from above through the naked dry boughs<BR/>Do you know that I love You,<BR/> IT IS NOT JUST A FEELING<BR/>it's as big as eight Universies<BR/>....( Did you say "wow"...?)yanbibiyanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11981988288342513238noreply@blogger.com