The autumn whispered with the fire of the leaves
I can’t deny myself. It’s true.
It doesn’t matter what I did or said
I still love you.
The golden curtain of the trees
Can’t hide the moon, the stars, the sun.
It wouldn’t cover aching heart.
Without you I am a lonely one.
Again the autumn came. The year passed.
Yet, waking up I look into your eyes
Where dream meets the reality. And then
It’s just my dreams I realize.
The autumn and you
© Copyright: Марина Труфанова, 2007
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