Cautiously breathing,
Touch me and kiss.
Love is enormous.
Do you feel bliss?
Try not to miss it…
Look! Paradise,
Like someone`s lost ticket
Acquires its price.
No need to worry
And mix with this mess.
We`re special, maybe,
With heaven`s address.
Salvation is coming,
We`re flying like birds.
The gossip of dying
Is not worth these words!
August 2006
Paradise
© Copyright: Марина Папкина, 2007
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