Everlasting reverie

Анна Рычок
Oh, i will cherish till the end
the magical experience
of meeting my amazement and
your marvelous appearance.

Then, like a cold december wind,
your strict enchanting tolerance
abruptly pierced me and killed
my wisdom and my sorberness.

And i could never run away
from that breathtaking memory,
cause there is one and only way:
to everlasting reverie.