A direct love speech from Ksenia to our shared heart

 

My Super Man,

Tell me something super sweet...

Know that you more than can...

Tell me that you love me with the power of rain...

Let's go...

Inside soul of mine, there's my name...

Don't need a show...

Visiting Futurione museum galore...

Thought a bit on you...

Not only by the river shore...

True...

You would love it...

Coincidence us treat...

Inside kitchen of mine...

Prepare I a snack...

Being fine...

Put us on the right track...

Flowers you must me give...

Words never deceive...

My hair as being born in fire...

You do know...

Orpheus and his lyre...

Storm at sea...

Again we together go...

Telepathy...

It's spring...

No snow...

Universe us everything bring...

Bodies of ours do move...

Fluid's energy...

Like they should...

Know that you feel me when I feel thee...

Walk I a bit...

Coffee is delightfully sweet...

Open I windows inside yours and my mind...

Heart being kind...

People sometimes tell us that we're lost...

When we by the Moskva river stare at a lamp post...

That's not just...

Maybe it's envy of all that's lust...

Press with me play...

There's that moment in that song...

Doing whatever we say...

Trumpets do horn...

Like Alice behind the mirror...

Surely there's chemistry...

Math without human figure...

Prose and poetry...

In between you and me...

Kazakhstan being my Yin and Yang's root...

Sharing with you a single strawberry...

Beautiful fruit...

There's family...

Make me feel merry...

Power of synergy...

There's also cherry pie...

Homemade...

No lie...

Yours and my shade...

It's in the animation movies that we watched during our childhood...

From past...

Heart beats...

Does last...

My mood...

Within present...

Preparing food...

In between sugary sweets...

Heart's crescent...

Within earth's delight...

Connecting future...

No myth to be told...

Love does endure...

Near stage's sight...

Together we're worth gold...

Be my tin soldier and I'll be your ballerina...

Opening book pages again...

There's Tolstoy's Anna Karenina...

Inside yours and my name...

With scissors paper photography you cut...

Gluing tales of what's hot...

Eyes of mine...

When you to me say: 

"Sapphires do rhyme..."

Not only today...

Legs of mine do dance...

Apple being cut and served in a dish...

This year being a total trance...

There's our loving wish...

Kitchen knife slowly moves again...

There's another track...

You're to blame...

Staring at the mirror times 2...

Eyes over me and you...

Psyche and Eros do move...

Like Venus in Furs...

Nothing to prove...

Feeling that cures...

Inside my heart, there's more than a Russian nation...

Moving inside Moscow's metro heart from station to station...

People say that it's only the tube...

Do sense again...

We within a loop...

Russia as the richest country in the world...

Through my eyes...

Natural resources aren't small...

You always see...

Beauty that in it lies...

Sometimes I don't know how you feel...

There's more than a simple common thought hill...

Orchids you me send...

Bonsai does bend... 

Staring at the horse made of wood...

By the stove...

There's candy food...

Holding your hand...

While entering Pushkin's coffeeshop...

There's no end...

Time isn't hot...

Definitely nature's time...

Worth a shot...

Being we always prime...

Fairytale inside me and you...

Nothing is fiction and all is true...

There's a movie that I want you see...

Depicting Russian world history...

Throughout Moscow, Saint Petersburg and Suzdal...

You and me...

Not us feeling small...

Within pure energy...

Do know that your language is Portuguese...

Atlantis born...

Loving universe's breeze...

Inside a storm...

Say again that you love me...

Magic is not only something for others to see...

There's power inside human chemistry...

When together we stare quietly to the sea...

There's the wooden boat...

River water doesn't storm...

Covering my body is your coat...

Because together we constantly reborn...