The deep, dark, immersed in you,
Drifting on an ice floe for three days.
Sank my fleet, and we have a war -
Your eyes are the eyelashes blame me.
She hung over my H2O.
Knows: I without her a stone to the bottom.
Knows: without it, a single line in Notepad
Love without semitones. I'm trying it out.
She breaks out, but the water does not burn.
Adrenaline so much in the eyes dazzled.
So much love, that fly in orbits!
Two bottles of red - the ocean is stormy.
I was all clear - I'm not a gift;
I storm 9 points, my friend is a mess.
But I know one thing: if I move to the bottom
With the load at his feet with sky dive - she's my lifeline!
Location of the painting:
Moscow
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