Like hundreds of suns
are your sparkling eyes,
I whisper your name
for years and years.
I want you to hear
my vow, my spell,
Don't have any doubt
or fear.
I want you to listen to
my hearty song,
Take my poor soul,
Calm down and rock it.
I have it on my sleeve
In front of you, love,
And never and never
in pocket.
My love is above,
Beyond and beneath,
I ask you again:
Take away all my grief.
You happened to be
Some wonderful flash,
As if you were made
From my own flesh.
Like hundreds of suns
are your sparkling eyes,
I whisper your name
From year to year.
Accept all my love,
My passionate fever.
My vow, my spell
Like from Adam to Eva.
Flash
© Copyright: Светлана Сиверко, 2021
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