I will kiss him gently,
will embrace him with all my might,
will wisper how dear he is
to my tiny childish heart.
I am no a princess,
just a chimney sweep with bright thoughts.
I am used to reality,
to broken vows ,disgusting works.
I will open my wings,
will jump from the roof
I will fly to the Heaven
...but when I am extremly old.
But right now
he is here
I am holding his hand
not in material world
Very far in the Space....
I will kiss him gently
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2016
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