Honey.

Haha. Please. Please stop it. Stop tickling me. Man. Hahaha. Stop. You. Know. You better stop. Otherwise. It might end badly. You are on my territory. Please stop! No one knows where you are. Well maybe My family does - but they will help me anyways. You may scream. Our house is kinda far. Nobody will possibly hear anything. I told you that I really liked you. I told you you were great. I think you just MIGHT be delicious. As well.

Over.

Now they are over

The kisses and sights,

All things are different

In everyday life.

Why didn't time stop,

Just for you and me?

That 's all we wished for.

On the beach by the sea.

I felt it slow down,

When we shared last night,

Under the stars,

On the rocks, sight by side.

Black sea

So I wrote that on my way home from black sea, because we were on the bus for 30+ hours and it was very boring.
Palm trees and mountains,
Leisure all day,
Storm on the sea,
And nice queit bay.

Dances and parties,
Wine, chacha, beer,
Rocks on the beach,
That became very dear.

All days are similar,
Still never the same,
Breakfast, sea, tanning,
Dinner, card game.

Walking the city,
Back to the sea,
Supper, then phone call,
He is waiting for me.

Going to bars,
Talking, kissing, cocktails,
Then to the beach,
To watch stars, sea and sails.

Swimming at night,
Then trying to dry,
Looking at him -
What a great guy!

Out till early,
Almost all stars are gone,
When we go to bed,
Just to rise with the sun.

Starting all over,
With a new day,
I love down south,
What else can I say?