Galina Mihaylova & Anton Ivanov

Beloved Wife


SheFor your coming softly that
I still resounds in me like thunder,
for that you give me and and that I have not taken back,
for forgiveness that I’m with you and I’m not,
for the words, sometimes saved
for your caress, that you not save,
for the strength, which merged with me,
when you was most powerless,
because of this, it was in my name named
and your bad, and your nice hour,
on your little finger instead of ring
I put my hot lips.

Veselin Hanchev



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