And so the midnight comes, and passes by.
The leaves upon my window hang and sigh.
The chocolate hair wave on pillow hides my face
at killing pace
the moon crawls through the velvet blue..
Whole room drowns in this silent bloom
of viscid waiting, listening and counting sighs.
Velvet
© Copyright: Ольга Бестужева, 2012
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