Thirst

Анна Рычок
Just air! Some air!.. I'm hopeless to be.
Tis tiring, I'm begging for quarter.
Reveal for the body that infinite sea
Of cool and invisible water.

The haze of the freedom or boundless doom —
My lungs feel no difference nor mater.
Just air! Some air!.. That precious perfume
For those, who's been left with no shelter.

For those, who ain't fitting in hideous frames,
As though human's thought in a bottle;
Whose blood's getting hotter and breathing remains
So thirsty yet body is throttled.

Just air! Some air!.. I promise to turn
You into omnipotent goddess,
If only you teach me, if only i learn
To breathe, like i'm free and incautious.

I promise to worship your power and will -
My body is desperetely helpless.
The life's worth the minute to finaly feel.
The freedom is worth being breathless.

Just air...