Your skin
Your eyes
Cold creeps in everything
This autumn just
Is lossing moment happines for us
Which we afraid to meet.
You think
Escape will save
And sink in slepping sun
We look through prism long rainy days
As twins...so similar.
You walk away with fallen leaves
And wait when dust will cover memory
When senses will begin to dominate
But if you can forget your Heart
It`s easy to remind.
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© Copyright: Ильина Варвара, 2011
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