Тот, кте не идет в ногу, вероятнее всего просто слышит другой барабан. (с) Кен Кизи
Embers of twylight dance in those eyes,
Like the laughter of Angels that fell from the sky.
I watch them unable to fathom their depths,
Just content that into that beauty I`m swept:
An old soul you have, quiet and wise,
Hidden in youth but I see in those eyes.
Just beneath the rivers of heavenly blue,
Old as the oceans, it shines within you.
Real can you be? For too perfect you are!
Don't ever leave or wander too far.
And never be sad or feel any pain,
Never have those eyes sparkle with rain.
What I would suffer to save you from tears,
Or free you from heartache the rest of your years.
Only seeing the light of pure joy in those eyes,
Deep as the oceans, blue as the skies...
Like the laughter of Angels that fell from the sky.
I watch them unable to fathom their depths,
Just content that into that beauty I`m swept:
An old soul you have, quiet and wise,
Hidden in youth but I see in those eyes.
Just beneath the rivers of heavenly blue,
Old as the oceans, it shines within you.
Real can you be? For too perfect you are!
Don't ever leave or wander too far.
And never be sad or feel any pain,
Never have those eyes sparkle with rain.
What I would suffer to save you from tears,
Or free you from heartache the rest of your years.
Only seeing the light of pure joy in those eyes,
Deep as the oceans, blue as the skies...
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26.12.2005 в 11:15Deep as the oceans, blue as the skies... о да, ППКС
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26.12.2005 в 16:50Нет! Я, к сожалению, от природы абсолютно лишена чувства рифмы...
А это я где-то в И-нете нашла обои на Рабочий стол с этими стихами и фотками...
Я, по-моему, отставшая... Как расшифровывается ППКС?
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26.12.2005 в 20:37Я тоже когда мне первый раз написали не знала
Классно кто-то запарился!
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27.12.2005 в 17:13Спасибо, буду знать!