Hi, my little rainbow, butterfly in sky,
But why i hear a phosphoric dog's cry beside,
And your powder in the air fly,
Strange lights in the night,
The moon in shine,
Metabolism of flowers inspirited by vampire's smile,
The blood like water, the egyptian style,
And now you say "i am not i"
In square for dancing you and me as rings in chain in fight,
Twain stones, quartz and sapphire combat face to face inside
For choice a veil in the temple of our common mind,
Your sails between artificial lilac and warm black again,
This ruby's captain as heart behind your breast with so red lips of lie,
You are not Judith at my right,
Intelligence of Miriam's dance against betrayal Salome's fist and taste of french blue cheese in our goodbye.
Even tango
© Copyright: Дмитрий Хохлов 2, 2013
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