Part 1: Poem 16: Spectrum of feelings.
The moon shines in the evening hours,
Blinding dreams that live in heaven.
A flower blooms in the yard without spring,
The cheerful night firefly is full of mystery.
Stanislav, a young man with a soul like spring,
I was looking for my beloved among the stardust.
Yesenia, like an artist's brush, alone,
Draws dreams, being taken into a whirlpool.
Tears of joy, laughter in unison,
On a thin canvas of gentle words.
Through the fog and expanses, past the vanity,
Hearts are excited like a harmonious call.
How early the morning comes,
The sun stretches, warmly embracing the world.
So feelings that burn, in selfless care,
They awaken love like a new inspiration.
Stanislav looks into his eyes like a boundless ocean,
They reflect themselves in them -
Yesenia, the light of his days, the bright camp of comets,
An eternal game is hidden in her smile.
Their hands touch, sparks sparkle,
In every touch is the history of the century.
The light in her palms, where joy and goal,
There are two souls interweaving here, it doesn't sleep forever.
Under the stars, by the river, where the moon splashed,
They whispered about the world created for them.
And the hour that was flowing was a captivating dream,
Where they soon loved, where feelings ratle in whirls.
"You are my light, my tenderness, my inspiration,
With you forever, I don't want any other," -
Stanislav said, full of admiration,
A symphony of their love without words.
Yesenia, like a flower, dissolves dreams,
As if a fresh wind whispers about a miracle,
Two hearts in unison, in the boundless distance,
Where will this trembling sadness take them.
Time flies like birds in flight,
But feelings live without succumbing to the winds.
Stanislav and Yesenia in a bright color
It covers life like a spring fog.
So let their love grow like forests,
In every look, in every word, in every step.
They will draw a dream in the sky,
The spectrum of feelings in this world is their way without any obstacles.
And even in badness, in storms and heat,
They won't lose, having passed the wrong bridges,
Stanislav and Yesenia, like stars in the fog,
They shine together, forever, in the light of feelings and dreams.