Our dreams over roofs
They float so high
Some seem to come true
And others’re denied
We are to forget
At dawn when wake up
The faces we met
The words said aloud
Our visions of Sun
Are lightened by Moon
And treasures use crown
As sign of a boon
Despite we do lack
The freedom of dusk
There’s no feedback
Just couple of sparks
They flash in our minds
Relating to ways
We could have tried
But saved our spades
So we let them walk
With comets and stars
The dreams be a chalk
The boards be us
In our dreams
© Copyright: Максим Савельев, 2007
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