The smell evolved by poetry -
Tart taste of your wine! -
Naked ecstatic-somnolent
Howled like paradise!
And the virtual verse
Was grown, and blade broke
In your brutality,
Abyss, where none is lost!
No more stupid genitals -
Music! - it rules the ball.
And your keys and their paintings -
This is my secret hall!
People ... their stupid meetings ...
Compliment of grapeshot,
Faces in fears of wrinkles.
Giant? - no it is worse.
White pillar up to heaven.
You're my sincere rib,
I look in admiration!
Who are you? - timeless thief,
Chernomor-the kidnapper?
No! Chopin-Svetlozar!
In network without cover -
Your chef-d'oeuvre makes me drunk!
Tart
© Copyright: Елизавета Судьина, 2018
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