They said that you came to the city,
and I searched your sight at the beach.
And you were there without people,
and at last were easy to reach.
I came to you to ask for autograph,
And you gave me one with a smile.
I said that I wrote many poems
to you - oh I never saw that -
That light and that airy-white castles
in clouds that were not passing by
but waiting for us to remind us
that all was just like we desired.
All turned on our wish for the turning,
all was keeping silence for miles.
And sand was light-orange and warming,
and light-beige was jacket you had.
Such calmness, like stop at the one point.
Such easiness, loveliness, rise.
And your creaky voice plays as always,
and cares and warms like the sun.
They said that you came to the city,
© Copyright: Елизавета Судьина, 2016
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