"I won't tell you who I loved, but I loved.
I won't tell you who I love, but I do.
I won't tell you who I'm waiting for, but I'm waiting.
My heart has no wings, but it often flies.
I won't tell you who I miss...but I miss...very much"
- Nichita Stănescu
I am too honest, I will tell you:
I'm still waiting, a beautiful blonde,
With eyes as blue as the serenity in her heart,
And soul of crystal.
With smile on the lips. the serene face and humane soul.
"Once on a time, as poets sing
High tales with fancy laden,
Born of a very noble king
There lived a wondrous maiden"
- Mihai Eminescu
And maybe she still is,
If only she would find me once.
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Sweet kisses my little artist
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I think I exaggerated a bit and attracted too much attention. I apologize to all those whom I could not answer, or to whom I created illusions.
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