My darling, where can I find the words
To say to you about ... and more...
If sense is always after and before
And through the faces and the words of that fast world
What can I do to reach your hearing
By sounds and silence of my soul?
They're never false they're never truth
The only thing what is allowed is in the early morning
To dream about you
To think of you
To talk to you
About the instants of beauty
That I can see because of the new
Eyesight I found looking by your eyes ,
Your sight. I know it is muted
By the illusion of the distance. So I sew on
The colourful fresh patches on the same
My lovely dress, the dress of the eternal bride
Imagining your mocking sight
Excuse me... I am still in love with you
there are some words to you...
© Copyright: Наталья Глубокова, 2021
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