Among Sleeping Satellites
Like small weak girl,
With tears you bleed
And drown in treason whirl.
My Hello is not sound
It's bells in your ears.
My Hands have no bound
I change minds and fears.
I'm invisibly near, on bed, beside,
Your winged shield from the world,
You long for me every night
And at days you feel my sword.
You'll never be in danger
I foresee continuum too far,
I'm not cupid, I'm Prince Angel
I save all women from men and war.
So look in starry midnight skies
And meet with my cosmic eyes,
I'm among sleeping satellites,
Always aware of Love compromise.
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Олька Мур 07.05.2026 17:56 Заявить о нарушении
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