My heart - it's a opened treasure
Cut him up with a sincere of love,
Couldn't decay with my magical rescuer
Turn to despair - my J, oh, enough!
Vae Victis, my time to rejection,
Tears of regret and fake ghost of laught,
I contempt my voice of depression,
Just I love u' - my sweet dancing calf.
Never mind, I'm in vicious circle,
This is a poem like a soaring dove,
About u', my lady in purple -
Goddess love, who walk in the glowe.
In a alien language I'm reading,
This is poem and my soul rise above
In a sunset your body is so shining
It imprisons me in web of love...
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© Copyright: Серафим Камнев, 2019
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