wind in your hands

*****посвящается Сергею Шарапову****

Empty space. The sole sunbeam’s smiling kiss.
It’s much more deeper, then a breath
And I inhale the sunshine like dreams,
And listening to the whisper of young winds.

I close my eyes to feel I fall asleep,
It seems, that all the world suddenly stops [on pause]
What could be more important, than our hands,
Which are holding in a twilight sun

фото С. Шарапов http://bezzubaja.livejournal.com


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