Time has come
Rain has washed away the last summer day.
Fall brought with her latent disarray.
Disdainful night irrupted into sky...
Snow falling slowly-lachrymose knave.
Awaiting star to lead their way;
Moon shines tonight
For those who are hunted, wounded, down.
Obtrusive dreams can came true again.
Short winter days changing your love.
I am pedant, who purr his life away.
I won’t put much effort to refrain my pain...
December 8, 1996
wrt: Andrey Prudnikov
Time has come
© Copyright: Андрей Прудников, 2007
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