My noble blood comes from above.
from ancient gods , from nature spirits.
My dreams reveal the universe
I know a bit its ghastly secrets.
I was not cursed , I was not doomed
but mind is whispering the numbers
the Sun will give another chance
and battles will be won in Heavens.
I left my lipstick on his cheek.
He does not know - he is captured.
my mental state is quite a fright.
there's no way to be recovered.
My noble blood comes from above
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2019
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