people die
things die
dreams die
you, the most beautiful, sad thing
i've intuited in space,
you who wants to die
won't die -- while
i am sleepwalking to wake up
on the threshold of our meeting
;
or -- i am just a comical instance
of our physical time...
...........................
late for the irrevocable,..
angel,
don't scream at me neither whisper the hiss
of your suicidal wings in my ear
I am a life; sleepwalking through me to you
don't blow it into the lunar shadows of the walls
on the threshold of my dream
in my dream you won't die . ;
;24 Октябрь 2010 г.
sleepwalking
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