The dream
A bit old-fashioned black and white.
The plot I felt and chosen theme
Showed me the future in that dream.
A piece of sweets, a bit of jazz,
A pretty girl in snowy gloves,
A conversation – her and me –
And a decision: “Let it be!”
Then was a turn of charming dance,
A splash of love, a hidden chance.
We talked about the empty skies,
About romance, the truth and lies.
I grabbed her all with trembling hands,
With no refuse of clear facts.
And then there was the only kiss.
The only flash. The only bliss.
I woke then up, I was upset –
She was the best I’ve ever met.
But I received from her a light…
I like the dream I saw tonight.
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