Veniamin Kaverin. Two captains (№ 57671)

She was quite blue above us burned a blue light, and must be why I am so emboldened. I wanted to kiss her, even when she just arrived, frozen, flushed, and kissed the cheek of the stove. But then it was impossible. And now, when she was blue, maybe. I stopped in mid-sentence, closed her eyes and kissed her on the cheek.