It was a short-term summer -
only the glowing sun...
only an apple of midday...
only a smile on the run...
It was a short-term friendship -
free of devotion and oaths,
only champagne to each other,
merry-go-round for both.
Brief - like a desparate shout,
like violent dash of a knife,
it was the whole life without
live coals for the very life.
live coals
© Copyright: Марина Князева -Тверь, 2009
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