I can not understand
What I do when I sleep.
It traps me like band
With a blue and white strips.
It takes care to my mind,
It belongs to my dreams.
I can see all I'll find
But it will be just slim.
She beloved by the Moon,
She's athletic and strong.
I can be with her soon,
And she'll hear my song.
I'll sing about her eyes
And about my love.
She'll perceives it on skies,
Takes me to fly with the doves.
The 19th of November, 2003.
When I sleep
© Copyright: Дмитрий Мешков, 2005
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