I am yours

it’s easy
to undress yourself
and feel – to be dissolved
in music where eyelashes rock
it’s hard
to shut all doors with bells
the bells – old songs of love –
in which
no doubts
I’m yours
around the clock

I am definitely yours
in young yet wind full grass
and in a strange head’s mess
in an unfinished vanished song
in a choir vibe
I am a shot
straight to the minstrel heart
I’m why
the heaven
raised to change souls’ course
I’m yours
by all the means
I’m yours


those lashes’ swinging pace
in clear and silent grace
in whispers
“you are mine”
in every breath obtained
while overcrossing lines
a fable fades away
and leaves reminds
when life is changing masks
to not so kind
I’m yours
with every spark
I’m yours

be brave to give a smile
to loneliness with trust
don’t let the winter crust
to take the empty space
where used to be the place
for all your thoughts to maze
in you
I’m deeply touched
by honest laugh
in you
in weakness
dream
for skies above
I’m yours
my boundlessness
I’m yours

oh God
why it’s
so hard

it’s easy
to undress yourself
and feel – to be dissolved
in music where eyelashes rock
it’s hard
to shut all doors with bells
the bells – old songs of love –
in which
no doubts
I’m yours
around the clock

January 29, 2019