Oh, Happy birthday, honey, dear!
Oh, Happy birthday, honey, dear!
Make fun of me, so don’t forget:
All laugh is back side our fear,
Where insight core is nigh love bet.
Don’t scared…betting round a planet,
While friends, fly beds, void image bite,
Like stones… you’ll give me chance like penny
Тo pay song’s wings, protect self-fight.
I’m self-imaging, not self-eater.
Trust me, ‘before’ revised ‘until’:
We have a routing-filtering titer,
We drop old title for new life film.
It’s vitae painting, pigeons “cyto”,
Like quickly school for squaw-prairie pair,
Unweed eyepiece of virtue vitae –
I’m self-imaging, not self-eater –
Friend, weight film birth like… new birth day.
Note
pigeons “cyto” – quickly bird mail
virtue – it means vitrum and virtum (at the other side – vicious and victim), what are not a glass, but a synonym of a basic philosophical notion, similar for ‘brave’ notion
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Mountain bear and squirrel
Don’t kill my love, my dear – I please you every day, You yield me, if you’re near The hills between us lay.
The Sun, jumping near
The Sun, jumping near Your face, tell me that I love you, my dear Like ghosts love their flat.
You are laughing with me…
You are laughing with me…what about? It’s about your kiss in a boat – Small sky rook fly through silks trembling cloud, Like your love, swimming my spirit port.
Hat and love
You told me: “You’re not a gentleman. Your mention looks like bad…” I answered you: “Му dear, I don’t believe in it…” But Fate, this float dream’s sister, threw off my ash head hat, So I fell down the ground, forgot to make you sit.