D. L.
Your speech is grand and very kind
Like from the Heaven angel’s voice;
Your inner dignity makes blind
Like shine of saint human’s choice;
Your eyes are deep, they have got power
To charm me and to you pull close;
Your soul is a majestic flower,
Which looks like a domestic rose.
But is there in this glaring light
At least a bit of gloomy night?
There is no freedom of a mess
In this world full of sin and vice,
And you show me at least a slice
Of essence, which is bottomless.
January, 2018
Dark and Light
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