Frankly, I was there –
In her nightmares,
But I've seen almost nothing
As I stood on the border
From where all one can see
Is how she can breathe.
Frankly, I was there –
Far far away,
But I forgot all the stories
The wise have been telling
Each night. Now he can see
How gently she breathes.
I'm dying here without
Her beating heart,
But I feel almost no pain,
Even when my stomach is
Crying for help from starvation.
Wanna hear her breathe.
Frankly, I was there,
I saw her heart,
But I've seen almost nothing –
It was cold and dark
From one end to another.
That's how she ends up.
I'm dying here without
Her dump nightmares,
But I feel almost nothing
As she turns around and says:
"Frankly, I saw you there".
I hold my breath and...
Before I hold my breath
© Copyright: Яна Физалова, 2014
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