The lovely woman can too of lovely lies,
But the eyes speaks one one's truely always.
But all dreamers does dream by open eyes,
Some will not know never.. if wish the know isn't
where the half-truth comes to an end...
where the half-lie begins in eyes... and she went
For, lovely woman can not any lovely lies, never...
Tsira Gogeshvili
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lovely-lies/
