***
You'll never buy it on Epcot,
It could’t be found in your dream:
That never lasts and doesn't cling!
Since nothing better in this
World smells,
than
The Sun's Ray
Bright and curled
With morning gold,
That is crawling through
The dusty stars and forest glue
Through misty fields of grass and wheat,
That makes it wild and
Tender sweet...
I'll put it on, when walk with you
To Heaven trip by road blue
And hear music of the stars,
When feel your kiss on my life scars:)!
Свидетельство о публикации №121121906833