My Diary of Dreams

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Waves rage and foam being broken about stones and rocks, a wind blows, I go aside the seas, evening a warm and reddening decline., all this speaks me about one... I waited for it about the big stone, the sea and a wind have become silent, all radiated magic and mystery. Trembling and fear, love and expectation of fast appointment, all this was weaved in my consciousness and a shower... Light the beam of starting with sea will shine all this night, the sacrament has begun also it will come to me, it as always will glance me in my brown eyes, its sight of blue eyes will fascinate... Light in which it goes will shine me, my beloved will ignite fire in my heart, I shall sink at ocean of its eyes... Hands of my it will embrace, its light hair will concern my person when it will kiss me, gentle kisses of my darling will recover me... Because our love is eternal also will separate nothing us...