Larisa Rubalskaya. (№ 375172)

I had a gentle man -
Low, and eyes like saucers.
And at night he has me used
That morning I couldn't Wake up.
It won't let me.
Hugged to popisek on the skin.
Well no I didn't caress
Neither the man nor after too.
This was a gentle man,
I was with him all night was so sweet.
He vanished the same as appeared,
And the name, forgot to ask.
I whispered to him: - Go,
And she was afraid that pay.
And remained on my chest
The imprint of his lips hot.
This was a dream, and that's all,
But since I just adore.
Suddenly in the dream you meet him
Tell me about it miss...