Balcony
I remember the balcony, I was close to you
But what was the reason of that growing noise
Was it a roaring city or rolling waves voice?
Touches were soft, and your fingers were gentle and warm
Was it a rushed city in evening or a sea in the storm?
I closed my eyes and it seemed that I heard the pulse
Those birds, they were pigeons or maybe they were seagulls?
The power of nature was so cathedral beneath.
Last thing I remember is that we finally kissed.
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Валентин Савин 16.06.2023 12:51 Заявить о нарушении