It's an object of a space
with your perfect solar grace,
it is flying through the void,
burning shiny, like bright gold.
It's like necklace that you wore
when we spoke till you got sore,
till you was spent out and tired,
sharing soul and your fair sight
Comet
© Copyright: Карел Клод, 2017
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