Midnight
Even ghosts hide away
The presence... of your warmth
But night coldness leaves no escape
The owl sighed on a swamp
The Moon is reflected in still water
The toads are croaking near here
I see the unseen secrets gather
Secrets of nighttime sphere...
Don't we... belong to this air...
We are addicted to these mysteries...
Being in love (with each other)
With Nature's perfection
Boundaries of senses in my perception...
Look at this forest...
The crowns of firs keep the miseries...
And the trees are so clearly honest...
Midnight...
Everything is just beginning.
(февраль 2006, а в стихе - лето!))
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