Mischa Bachinski

My divine Talia.... When I look into your almond eyes, I do not see the boy I am, but the man I must become to possess you. I want to take all of the pain from your soul and in the passion factory of my heart, transform it into functional joy! I want to take your hand by the Cheremosh River and with all Ukraine as witness, take you as my wife. And we shall sing and dance and drink and then I shall whispеr in your ear, let rivers run wild, or let them be damned. My perfect talia....