Raindrops
are falling on the piano notes,
with the piano notes. –
The small falling, which will never be noticed.
3 thousand 6 hundred
Kilometers for love,
To love,
Are love,
About nearly everybody wonder –
Such a strange distance-feeling for both.
Clear like a sound
Of falling notes of rain,
Huge like a volumes of air between –
Please explain
Me,
How could we live without
This never-ending happiness under an aging skin,
How could we live before,
So far away,
So far away…
I love you.
And I will love you more
with every passing day.
Rain?
© Copyright: Ксения Орехова, 2012
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