Talk to me
With your eyes so dark,
Talk to me
Like a sudden spark
Of youth -
Too beautiful to be admired,
Too lonely to be understood.
I know what it is
To hide in a moonlit garden,
I know what it is
To be touched by anger and fear,
To me you are too ethereal,
Not physical at all,
Just say hello
When you stumble upon me.
Talk to me
© Copyright: Марина Чиянова, 2021
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