23/01/2015
Woman in the garden, flower last summer ... Francisco Sanchis Cortes
Woman in the garden, flower last summer ... Francisco Sanchis Cortes
February
In this garden has crept evening.
In foam violet flowers
Warm breeze caressing your shoulders,
Rustles the leaves melody without words.
Soon you go, and I will remember,
How blazing sunsets, and both of your knees
Become blue wave flowed this dress,
Freshness soft lips and a summer night captivity.
Woman in the garden, flower last summer,
Light blue eyes promising peace,
As a sign of farewell or a sign of greeting
Smile back and wave your hand.
Grigory Makarov
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