When lonely days surround you like a crew,
Your tired mind’s upset and bruised,
Don't be so sad that you remember less
Your glorious and fruitful past.
As time progresses, why remember less
Days when you were touched with tenderness,
When voices trembled, eyes were filled with glee
And answered you in turn to your lover's plea.
The eras change, but not the memories
Of happy times with kisses-liveliers,
When deep in love you so easy drowned,
When you were Queen by your beloved crowned.
Let whispers live, let tenderness remain
To soothe stray pulse in your retired veins.
Recall, so you can feel it once again,
Engulfed in love, that knows no end.
When Lonely Days Surround Like a Crew
© Copyright: Гульнара Элрод Умарбекова, 2019
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