Dark night,
What do you hide?
In what your riddle?
Behind
Day bright and kind.
Disturbs it is a little.
Fire dance.
Mirage! One chance
To see you, darling.
The bus
Has separated us.
Between us is the star link.
My heart
Sends you a part
My love and pleasure.
I pray
To god about a way
That it has given treasure…
Insomnia
© Copyright: Елена Ольховик, 2011
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