Amber

Grasp me without the remainder, shave marble mite
On coast of the weasel.
And firmament in that wink concern spilt red arc,
Burning skin by chamois by film,
Proclaiming hour of beating the pulse.
And then sky keeper comes down with skies, will
Present the piece of the amber,
Which newly and newly to filter the
Feeling, becomes deserted the formation on chain,
Getting the most hidden
Something inwardly, to grape fishhook by steels.
And that further? On the other hand Medals?
The Darkness? The Emptiness? Or deafness?
From hopelessness Remained only year to
Wile away the present on scintilla Amber.
After all he molders, know; aware.
Since city in miscellaneous world
Since light in a complicated way to entrench
Under skin of the years, funs and glance.
And sometime at the end of the lane,
In green color and red sweet cherries by
This dispose of the amber we shall
Buy the place in раю if is enough the
Present-day mite. The First class flies off in 8 mornings.
We shall have time to? Give Sniff the
Flower of the hope, which
Smell the question:
"But that remained ashore daydreams?"
Let's the answer together, having red Hand in hand,
But in the middle amber,
Distributed in mite.
There remained the love and children prohibition families.
The Ma and pope game of sand. Build, as earlier, weak silicon lock.
Not forget, we were born in such lock
And are doomed in him to live
Before the end, when amber will fall into hibernation,
Split on a hundreds splinter, having
Paid first-class place.
Know, my knight, me sting
Their own limit that they have not been able
In solidified resin to find flicker of the
Hope And kindle his if only For day.
They tried to see the air be drafty sand window their own lock,
And did not guess that it is necessary simply to breathe,
But better breathe the love in someone.
They wanted from marble whet
Heart And place on windowsill, what it blaze on Sun.
They did not know that fire in solidified to resin,
But love will be born in flame after death
Already, when is solved, where go:
Upwards first-class or fall, find webs on wing,
At one time covered feather.
But we with you has done it is correct:
The stone lock built Instead of sand;
The amber modeled Instead of marble.
And for this us give confidence,
In that that price for ticket in the
Heavens will Not be bitten.
We have together said the azure a coast: "How are you!».
We together searched for the seashells and
Booted the turquoise waves,
Us together it is necessary to say: "Before appointment!".
And go further, for traffic lights and stairways,
Only with amber splinter in ring
With golden mount.
Further, where waits one more world.
Such absurd, sand, But already much
Amber former. Here it on each step on kilogram.
Know, us it is necessary to find the orchid.
She - a new stage our with you love;
And new subject for talk About eternal.
And dialogue will occur in garden, on small bench.
Along green color and red sweet cherries,
So emphatically, over punching ground under root.
3.07.2008