Blood to wash summer lightings
Flowers and smiles to you
The dark sky killed by writers
Or simply to tell " I love you! "
Maybe in present north ocean
Fires of bridges and roads,
Maybe the coast in blue roses,
Or gentle words " you’re the most! "
Slowly in dreams I have died
Tears swallowing I shout!
That I’m a river which smilin’
When I feel a pain of your boat...
But you won’t be readin’ my letter
And my current won’t be smiled,
I shall cry, that you’re better!
But you will answer, that tears will dry…
àäðåñà: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=1276
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äàòà íàäõîäæåííÿ 01.05.2004
àâòîð: Gulty