When love is no longer death,
When live is no more a mess,
When days do not longer bypass
As facelessness and as senselessness,
When going "due to", not "despite",
When roads of mine promise ride,
When traces of steps burn like lights,
When clothes taken off by hot nights,
When memory of starry skies only tells
Of just simple flowers in simple grass,
When air of night walking gives flavored smells,
When May drives insane just by its breath -
Then you'll find yourself in my mad embrace,
Then you'll slow down your endless race,
Then fire on sunset will glow on earth
Like big wedding candles in our hands...
4 марта 2018
Love Is No Longer Death
© Copyright: Владислав Клочков, 2018
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