πIn a man I prefer wisdom, strength,
The character is solid, the breadth of the soul.
It's not so scary to rush into the abyss
He will protect and hide from a thunderstorm.π
πA 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.π
βββββββββββββββββββββββ
ββββββββββββββββββββββ
ββββββββββββββββββββββ
βββββββββββββββββββββββ YOU
The character is solid, the breadth of the soul.
It's not so scary to rush into the abyss
He will protect and hide from a thunderstorm.π
Dusk flows from the branches with silence ...
And on the bench, quiet and happy,
"Adam" kisses "Eve" in the moonlight.π
ββββββββββββββββββββββ
ββββββββββββββββββββββ
βββββββββββββββββββββββ YOU