I think you have not seen eternity ...
maybe you do not want our meeting ...
without you so much seems empty ..
I think of you ... I think ... I think ...
I think we meet for a moment ...
and separation stretches months
heart hardens and becomes a monument
something passes our lives
something elusive mirage ... ...
I think it is true love
everything else can be attributed to garbage
maybe we feel it is both
often we talk to ourselves ...
and not hear each other
like a fairy tale come forward when twelve
we are waiting for good weather
I think...
© Copyright: Капитан Замоскворечье, 2014
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