Five to eleven.
It is still enough time
To kiss goodbye
And leave forever
The clock is ticking
Last minutes of love,
Will be no shining
Again from the stars.
Will be no whisper
In the garden of soul
And between the years
Spiders will crawl.
Shadows will cover
Yesterday's dreams
Where you were my lover.
Mistake as it seems...
Five past eleven
So much is left untold
The future looks scary-
Alone,sick and old.
29.04.2025
Five to eleven
© Copyright: Михаил Лунёв, 2025
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