Close eyes, do not lose itself.
Birds behind a window protect you.
Ideas as on stones run.
Cheeks, as if a scarlet dawn.
Pink dreams will steal you.
Fortunately, not for ever...
On a track of dream you will go one.
Your way will be intolerant.
Heart open the way on heavens.
Light you will become for ever.
Lullaby
© Copyright: Джонни Васильева, 2009
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