moth
A small moth is flying to the light
There is only one flashing point on the
dark night
Small creature had seen it
long distance from itself
And the moth is travelling
to the light through the darkness
I’m dreaming about dancing with
You
with this thought every day’s eve is
beautiful
You are a shining point in the front of
heaven
You are most presious thing on whole world
for me
and I know I won’t reach you ever
autor
lukaszgons
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