Whole life is a fiction

Юлия Лавринова
Do you remember our place?
We were engaged to there;
The sea was a wit’ness
To our heavenly affair.

Your bridal gown was blue like waves,
The shells were woven in your hairs
And angels sang for us.

Two cups were thrown from upstairs
With poison there. In all ‘fairness
We had to pay with lives!

Who knew it’d be a fiction?
But was imposed conviction
For our madly love.