I can not sleep at night, snivelled for the friend into the cuff.
I don't know what for me is, but it is tiring. she is guilty.
Please, undress and open your lips - a friend suggested.
Dislocating the wisdom tooth for him laughed:
you have that's all from memory. New pain is short-lived.
Only a small trace will remain. now you can start thinking
about good inplant, but it is other problem.
But... why to undreess? - asked quietly.
Fully dressed so that too firmly you perspire, I can not stand
the smell sweat, a friend said serving fish for him from
microwave... not fresh...
Maria Barbara Korynt
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/without-dream/
