Come into my heart – for walk. <br />Look at my landscape. <br />Come up my dreams – a lovely boat <br />and row across the sea – escape. <br /> <br />There is – my wild nature, <br />paint – so real is when see it first. <br />My soul will be your creation <br />For you my heart is – thirst.<br /><br />Gergana Petrova<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/-17/
