🌊There is nothing that would be permanent. ❤️Days change each other, dates, people And nothing seems strange to us in that, And nothing will be different...🌈💜
💕 A goldfinch sang over the roadside willow, Dusk flows from the branches with silence ... And on the bench, quiet and happy, "Adam" kisses "Eve" in the moonlight.💕
❤️Days change each other, dates, people
And nothing seems strange to us in that,
And nothing will be different...🌈💜
Dusk flows from the branches with silence ...
And on the bench, quiet and happy,
"Adam" kisses "Eve" in the moonlight.💕