Moment
Silence .......
A bell
I stopped
Outside
Inside bell
You became
Deaf.
A memory
In the roses
At the sea
At the station
Travel
Among the
Sand hills,
Memory
Without
Truth
In one song:
Morning in
Light blue
Morning
Pure as a child
******
For a hundred
Time
I imagine
A kiss
With you…
We are melting
In tensed Pieces.
*****
I don`t know
Who is she-
And how she
Looks like
-in red dress.
Her hair is
Soft and wet?)
I don`t believe,
But I desire
My dream,
Child, sea, forest.
**** I`ll sing a song Loudly Hidden under Your clothes.
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