i know you are crossing same bridges i stroll
in matter of several days
you've noticed it perfectly maybe
the transient joy of some intimate soul
i know you are walking same squares around
in matter of several hours
but plenty of you and enough
still wandering there for me to surround
i know your meeting same street lamps at night
in matter of several blinks
i swear i feel very link
that you undistinguished still possibly might
i know you are seeing same people as i
in matter of day after day
but is there any a way
to be once reflected in each other's eyes
In matter of
© Copyright: Евгения Игоревна Карешина, 2011
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