My love is not for pain,
My life is not so pale,
Not anymore.
My soul is clear and bright,
My mind is straight and right,
Which I adore.
I left my ignorance,
I lost the hate, the sense
Of closing death.
Your eyes are deep and blank,
They beck'd me, so I sunk
With frequent breath.
Come warm my chilly hands,
The one who understands
My wish, my dream.
You've burned my fright away,
There's nothing more to say -
You're my sunbeam.
Sunbeam
© Copyright: Лео Клац, 2013
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