I feel the fragrance of your lips.
My memory is full of joy.
To put you forever in my mind,
I painted a still life in my soul:
Oriental flowers, subtle ones...
They are so pleasant to look at;
Blossom like million colour carpet
The Flowers have changed their face..
Reality clasps. It destroys our dreams.
It turns our withered hearts into stone.
The Colours will change into deep grey.
A wistful glance at faded flowers. Bemoan.
Зернова Светлана
Svetlana Zernova
2013 г.
Away from reality
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