A year before the previous
when winter hid deep in snow,
I didn't think it was serious,
Ididn't think it was slow.
I didn't want to compare,
but I realized it at once
in whole the story there were
only my dream and your glance,
and nothing else...
What a pity!
Occasional little surmise
passed by in conscience in glitter
of blazinhg attractoin of ice.
A year before the previous
© Copyright: Andra Alexa Shapon, 2003
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