Decoction for the genuine life
Is buried in a rainy presence.
In the past there was a lot of sunshine.
Now it's lost in the circus of senses.
I touched a subdued sky
With my bared hands
The star was falling, not wishing to die
But heavens needed no friends.
I wanted you near...
But I forgot your face...
You wanted that star
Now it's deep down in mud.
Your whisper is gone..it just disappeared
But it came to my heart,
Through my mind and blood
9.04.2025
Part of you
© Copyright: Михаил Лунёв, 2025
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