We are in the same page
nothing is written
and it’s okay
the haiku of your lips
silently draws
the shape of a dream
Come, Sakura Girl
Under the trees
I’ll kiss your hair
Tomorrow will be late
Cherries just blossom
Here today
Sakura Girl [48]
Сакура любви. Мой японский квест
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Франсеск Миральес
