Today there was a beautiful evening!

The Greater moon drew in the sky of a path for small stars.

The wind played with clouds...

Your eyes... In them the sky is reflected.

It is not necessary that from this sky there was a rain.

I have not taken with myself a umbrella. I do not wish to get wet.



Мне сказали, что я поэт.

Я - растаял...

Я растекся по креслу, как капля дождя по стеклу...



Я влюблён, господа!

Боже, как я влюблён!!!



I am happy!!!