Our lips look like wings
Fyodorov Sergey Fyodorovich
Blue-eyed angels of the sky
Blue in the blue ...
Pigeons
Their babies
They coo under our roof
About ... their ...
The sun gilds
The shameful filth
Of the world ...
The dust of death is everywhere
The darkness ...
The green wings of the leaves
Fly out of the ground
Life
To revive ...
The gold of the dandelions
Their velvet is golden ...
we are from this
Filling up
Blue ...
" Are we angels ?
" ... Yes, and ...
blue and warm when
Silence ...
blue with love - wings are growing for us
too ... how is that?
Our lips are like wings.
And they're flying
you
To kiss !
Our lips look like wings
© Copyright: Фёдоров Сергей Фёдорович, 2026
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