She rose for me as morning sun,
She smiled, but saw the pane.
Her sorrow looked for her so fun,
But caused me too much pain…
She pledged allegiance to her love
And this did flatter me…
It took so long to get above
The feelings from her dreams…
What happened then – nobody knows,
But only empty space…
Now warming shade of summer blows
Around her smiling face…
07.03.2003
Her only face
© Copyright: Антон Ли Круковский, 2003
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