At night in this place you can hear silence,
The sky is floating just above the ground.
Here is the mistery - Crimea highlands
A lot of stars you can't them even count.
The heat of day was rush and now it's cosy.
The lovely cradle's swinging tenderness.
The night soothed everything, it's calm, not noisy.
The stripe of darkness covered beauty's nest.
The night in the Crimea
© Copyright: Мария Бесхлебная, 2018
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