Two breaths are mixed in cold windy day…
I can’t distinguish them
The trouble’s fixed, it is gone so far away…
That far I am gone from Notre Dame…
Two breaths are mixed
Two kisses are the one
I can’t reply to love that
Does not exist…
It seems my life just has begun
I dream of day in which
Two breaths are mixed.
* * *
I see across the destiny and time
Remember sky so cloudy and gray?
I saw two stars, which one was mine
Which one was yours
I could not say.
Two kisses are the one
© Copyright: Мирра Л -Английский, 2007
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