"Will dance?" - You're stretching his arms
Well, Dance ... Why not?
Berth ... Speaker spewing sounds ...
And under the feet of the board - not parquet
That's ... I caught the rhythm of light "maintenance"
Obedient ... Hustle in the art of erecting,
Feeling between us attraction
I immerse myself in the dance ... And you ...
Here disappear pair and onlookers ...
Slides his hand on the neck, shoulder ...
Timelessness frozen in the shadows ...
No! Impossible !!! I want you!
High voltage sparks,
Spit on convicts and morality,
Having overcome the Earth's gravity,
We are now taking passion in vertical ...
Finita! Return to reality ...
Already tipped in curtsy night ...
Without pretending to originality,
I like Cinderella runs away ...
Tatiana Gladun
B. Jung paintings
Mark Keller
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