lexman

I am charmed as a young boy by Your irresistible glance And Your beauty is turning my head as a wineberry's taste What a balm to my heart could be so long-awaited romance What a bless to my soul is the warmth, overfilling my chest But I see that we live in our different, parallel worlds And the rest of my wisdom is painting pictures of grief It's too easy to swallow the baits of the newness we hold But the price of that blindness is terribly high, just believe... To avoid of becoming the cause of your sorrow, I tend To restrain this affection and never become more than friend *Wineberry here is Rubus arcticus. Tasted this rare berry once,

Hello, my dear friend, and happy birthday. Good round figure in Your calendar... My speech may stumble somewhere in the midway, But every wish I make with all my heart. Delightful, charming, even if You're wistful... Be always good and pleasant as You are! Be happy, healthy, lucky and successful! And let me tell You friendly words of love...