It is time to leave the sin of the world

It is time to leave the sin of the world.

It is time to leave the sin of the world?
Who know of all?
Where is our reward?
Perhaps, we meet some pals, on the way?
Until, some heart and soul is remain...

I fought my way,
I want you close!
I wrote some poems,
But life is the prose.

Who is living with you?
Who kiss your lips?
Somebody new?
He is playing blitz?

You knew me well,
long time, before.
My swear and my smell,
you like me for...

Around the clock,
who stand behind?
The life is like a stroke,
the poem's line.

Forgive me for
 what all I have been done.
I am looking you
and  our son...

The life cut all.
The sin grow, like a bowl.
Return, my dear,  to me,
I want you to see!

The life is good enough,
just to leave and joy!
I am still in love,
I am yours boy...-
Grigoriy Burtayev. Los Angeles. June 24.2019.0247
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