Sunshine

Sunshine caressing me,
Sunshine turning me
Into different magnanimous suns.
Sunshine murmur prattles hobbies
Into different ears of tender passion flower zigzags,
Spring comes high and low, rarely and frequently,
It looks for different mottled suns in transparent air
But finding none returns to me with sunny nose
And not sleepy, sunshine eyes seeing me
From Godly sun to Godly sky
And resembling passerine agility becomes pushful up to
Sunny bottoms fathoming me.         


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Светлана, звучит! Хоть и не поняла, но оценила ритмику!

Елена Ларская   08.05.2013 09:36     Заявить о нарушении
Спасибо, Леночка! Очень рада Вам.

Светлана Барашко   08.05.2013 09:36   Заявить о нарушении