When you see her shining eyes
You will dream about a kiss,
In your heart you'll meet a rise.
You can't find her soul's keys
After one more chance to keep
Her appearance in your think
You impress it in the deep
Of the contrast of black ink.
She's 'art the fairest in the land.'
And you will sing about her beauty.
But what is waiting in the end ?
You have to do your major duty.
You must to show her inner world
With all of frames in the wardrobe.
In others' eyes her soul is cold
And only you can change her globe.
Because you know how shy she is,
You know her nature and her biases.
The only truth can now exist,
That you live up to all her kisses!
THE END.
Alexandra Konstantinova