Roll with the trees through seasonal,
yet unexpected, changes.
Or, roam freely with the wind,
much to the same objective.
The bets are even, choices meet:
you die of cold – or choke with heat.
The grave’s inside a log of fire.
Blow me to sleep with twin desire.
1 сентября 2026 г.
Desire
© Copyright: Андрей Тюков, 2026
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