Вчера родились стихи ... я как-то стала реже стихи писать, нельзя так, надо опять мою музу помучить! Сейчась пишу в нон-стоп режиме, когда эмоцый много и сердце поет, раждается вот такое:
Mon Chevalier
Softly, so softly a heart sings
Of tenderness and devotion
As the veil of midnight falls
Freeing all our hidden dreams
The shadows cast on velvet draperies
Waltzing with moonlight
A thought of you, mon chevalier,
Gentle whispers of passion
Breaking the fragile silence of night
Softly spoken words of love
Woven like pearls in her silken hair
As she drinks from your lips
Tasting passion like the most exquisite wine
Touching, craving and dreaming
The sweetest seduction
Drowning in the depths of your eyes
Such lovely and tender smile
On those luscious lips
Oh, how precious these moments
The serene poetry of souls
Silken caresses on milk white skin
A beauty no words could express
Just you and me, mon cher ange,
Mon chevalier ...