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Виктория Бриз
Sweet fruit ...Forbidden fruit is sweet)


You are cognizing me, as a forbidden book!
Upside-down reading, going to the starting point.
I love - when the tongue between the lines, you look
Where have you reading me!? my soul , you south wind!

No, sooner you storm!
               
You blowing me everywhere: on the plane, in a theather, on the tree, just,
Even in the sea, not once  , felt the my essence, very soon ..
Would have been an announcer, then on the table and in broadcast?
And it remains to us to conquer only the moon!