Everything May Go Right, Yet... Poem by Anna Polibina-Polansky

Everything is good with your age, loox and morality. Everything is cool with your humanitarian's skills. It's all is unimportant. I think of you. There was a problem with my countrywomen who kept me in a tight circle of their stars. If you mean yet to love me, write me onto my blog (into private mode) . Don't loose your time, don't wait until they find another of their stars for me. I mean it, my sweet Kay.