A magic branch of grapes from water,
Cherry Blossom is a flower’s daughter,
A fairy from the ocean flies with me,
Michigan is closed by invisible key.
I saw your eyes..It was full of surprise..
Like a little princess,nice girl and wise,
Alone for you I’ll go through the fire,
Throught the waterfalls to find a lyre.
A wonderful wind, mist and gold river,
I’m looking for you there and upriver,
The Great Lakes like volcano’s tree..
You’r beautiful as “Blueberry Sea”.
American morning, a dew on plants,
The forests..birds, campanula and ants,
Your hair is so lovely with soul of May
Let’s come together, Angel... this day.
Atlantic Belle
© Copyright: Александр Ковердун, 2017
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