Time lasts on a skin
Leaving cold traces in memory
A silent melody of a lullaby embraces sin
Under clothes of a salty snow
Bloody rains cry so low
So gently pounding wet lines
On clumsy dreams of a paper tears
The torn up to pieces eyes
Two wells become empty flames
On a wrong side of mind
Blind shadows of fire dance with a wind
On a decline of a life
Breaking flow down inside
Under a blockage of warm doubts
Kissing on hands wounds
Clinging to the sun rings
Leaving sensations on tips of lips
hide me from me
© Copyright: Зорина Наталья, 2012
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