( CYCLE :LOVE TRUE OR NOT TRUE )
The Sunday’s tram passes me
Some luminous silhouette inside
Magnetically me atracts
It’s he !whisper me soul’s call
Don’t stand, run, get inside !
Rain’s puddle as premonition tears
Badly holds, I back go
I resign , moving on
But I hear behind footstep
Follow me with my rhytm
So I turn and I see
The one from tram, he
You jumped out, ran after me !
We almost each other not looking
Because our souls earlier met
Until dawn we walk the streets
And tell each other everything
We confess exatly, chaoticaly
Souls who have again met finally
As flowers of stones
Fall on mine your stories
Anger, amazement, despair
Helpless, I watch yours scars
My angel, you wear stigma of hell
You were pushed to hell’s gate !
In faces people we pass by
Anxiety, surprise I see
As were asking to him leave
I really don’t want them to believe
I fall in love very much
Your eagle, shiny eyes dark
Hunched over silhouette, tall
Your white hands as wings
Delight me, seduce me
To extinguish my anxiety flame
At stall keeper you flowers buy me
You tenderly hug me and kiss
From emotion I’m fainting sweet
Long time we say good bye
From each other we live not far
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Most nice night in my life
After dramatic brought fate
To understand so impossible
And unfilfilment was so bad
Big fear of love us killed
It’s worth trusting lack of faith
We passed each other all time
We were to lose our love
We didn’t live together
And never we quarreled
We haven’t seen our nakedness
We have our fates not bound
Didn’t give a chanse ourselves
Didn’t create common home
My angel, now where you are
Ways of our eternal wandering
For us existence will cross again ?
( July 7, 2024 )
