There is no sense of time,
There is no time at all,
No time any longer.
The world’s dressed in the rime
And wrapped up with the snow –
Little bits of the sky.
There is no longer me,
There is no me at all,
No me any longer.
Like the gold pixie-dust
I’m to scatter and fall
On the petals of nothing.
Snow butterflies
© Copyright: Анна Ринифе, 2017
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Андрей Боровков 02.09.2018 01:31 • Заявить о нарушении
The bell in silver and the gong...
To be a butterfly in snow -
It's so beautiful, You know!
Андрей Боровков 02.09.2018 01:31 • Заявить о нарушении