๐ซI measure tenderness by silence, ๐Unsaid, unnecessary words ๐When you suddenly feel in your soul, ๐The one you can't feel with your hands.
๐ 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.๐
๐Unsaid, unnecessary words
๐When you suddenly feel in your soul,
๐The one you can't feel with your hands.
And there is no better man in the world than the one who tries to do everything for you โค
ะ ัะฐะฝัะต ะฑะตะปะพะผ ะทะฐ ะผะฝะพะน ะปะตัะฐะน
ะัั ะปัะฑะพะฒั in your eyes
ะะฐะฑัะฒะฐะตั ะฒัะต ะผะพะธ memories
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Dusk flows from the branches with silence ...
And on the bench, quiet and happy,
"Adam" kisses "Eve" in the moonlight.๐