When time to come
When time to come to you is passing by
I am still sitting on the rolling chair
Imagining your presence everywhere
Relating volumes of the truth and lie.
Your black is warm and tangible by senses
I feel your absence every single time
I am not coming to the meeting places
When sun or moon is there in the sky.
When time to come
© Copyright: Герус Маша, 2011
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