Would you like me to tell you a story? About you and me and a miracle, a miracle in reality.

Time remembers, will not forget, Time knows and will judge, Time is a heartless good, All saying, "Farewell!"-it.

Black holes have no winds, no snowflakes - The cold can't freeze Black holes have no gray hairs, no wrinkles. Their Lord can only beg for death....

A photo that has fallen through the years. The purple scent of frozen hair. The shining strangely of a careless wave, A wave of careless flowing velvet.

Says the snake to the crocodile: "You are so big and strong, Why are you crying then? Maybe you're in trouble? The crocodile replies to the snake: And I am confused about you: Why do you hiss all the time, As if you were not a snake, but a silent mouse?

Reptiles are like this: Fat, thin, tiny and big, They come in many colors. Shy and cheeky, Cowardly and brave, Active and sleepy, On land and in water.

While I'm breathing, I'm writing a letter about life, about how cold hot meetings can be, about how feelings in the soulless glass, hitting, frozen in a pattern....

We are in the memoirs of the universe forgotten chapters, We are the curly galaxies archaic pattern, We are in the arias of eternity angels groans, We are in the choruses of space demons chorus...

I've learned that love is treacherous, It can only hurt, It warms you with the spring wind, But it carries a sword with it.

Those years when we drank a mix of desires have gone by at a trot. When the grass was green in our souls, We never forgave being late for the celebration of life.

Why does a bird have two wings, Why does old age have wrinkles, Why is youth right in love, Why does pain have salty tears!!!

I've got a box, I've got a key and a lock, A beautiful box, but who lives in it?