I can feel a smell of March
The smell of melting snow
It's disturbing me so much
And it's killing me, you know.
Pools and streams under my feet
They are frozing in the night
That is everything I need
Before to see the morning light.
Clear sky is full of stars
They are shining very brightly
And it's seems I saw a Mars
But... I'm intoxicated lightly.
Intoxicated by spring night
I'm coming trough the street
I adore this splendid March
This is my veracious creed.
March s night
© Copyright: Михан Иванов, 2019
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