The marsh, like a duck, quacks, quacks,
And the heather crackles in the bonfire.
The forest whispered to me: "On such nights
Galaxies descend to spawn."
Like clouds, sheep huddled in a dream.
Hedgehogs and children doze off.
Attention, lovers, get ready
To make a wish upon a comet.
A Night in Love
© Copyright: Саша Богданов, 2023
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