"The Burning Past"

My eyes will tell you.about the sadness.But they will also tell about love.Like a clear dawn, they are..

Between the fingers, skippingSunlight look forward.Without looking at the pastLet's build a new happiness.

Love does not tolerate subjunctives adverbs.You live by reason, but love, ‎obeys only the heart.‎Throw the past into the fire, ‎keep it only in your memory.‎‎Complete me every‎hour.‎Every minute, be with me ‎near..‎My eyes will tell you‎about everything.‎In them you will read what is hidden ‎in the shower...

21.06.25‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎