[The tread is gentle, the camp is light] – Masha Bo

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A beautiful and kind smile of a woman with a look from above may seem like a mother’s look. The image is wrapped around smooth matching contours.

• About artist: Masha Bo

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The fire was rushing blue,
The birthmarks of Dali were forgotten.
For the first time I sang about love,
For the first time I refuse to make a row.

I was all — like a neglected garden,
He was greedy for women and potions.
I don’t like singing and dancing anymore
And lose your life without looking back.

I’d just like to look at you,
To see the golden-brown pool of the eye,
And so that, without loving the past,
You couldn’t leave for another one.

A gentle tread, a light camp,
If you knew with a stubborn heart,
How does a bully know how to love,
How can he be submissive.

I’d forget pubs forever
And I would have given up writing poetry,
Only to touch my hand subtly
And your hair is the color of autumn.

I’d follow you forever
Even in my own, even in someone else’s distance …
For the first time I sang about love,
For the first time I refuse to make a row

poet – Sergey Esenin

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