On the milk rays Venus is bathing... In the moonlight Oblique golden waterfalls. Like soft velvet, Wraps itself with a song in the soul... Moments are counted In silent eyes... You seem eternal beauty Standing in front of you... Heart rate Count the time In which you are slowly Disappearing... Nature worshipped Before that sight... Venus was created by God For eternity to exist... © Gordana Andonovska
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