Get drown in me like I am the sea,
your love is divine, fly high to the sky.
It's shown in thee that you can foresee
and cross such a line that measures my mind.
And show your heart, not hiding a hint,
the moments inside that vanish your pain.
I'm lost from the start, so purple and mint,
I manage to hide, your tears are in vain.
The story is sad, the measure is fine.
In crossing the line we suffer the same.
I see from apart: so light and divine
your love so ahead of time will remain.
16.11.17
Ahead of Time
© Copyright: Елена Слепушкина, 2017
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