Precisely distant never knows the size
Of gem that's more than facets of reflection.
It stays extant with petals on the pie
With petals of the rose for porcelain of posession.
What is not yours is breath within your lips,
Adorable wings of life - and of the kiss.
So much the foreman needs the strength to guide
If Someone's will discards the senseless pride.
When you stop counting both obstacles and ways
For meanings of the time combined with pride of space.
Lighthouse or resourse - one's need in word for pray,
Determined base or worse - to overcome or stay
Withing the level useful for strength...
Petals and Gem
© Copyright: Юлия Пескова 26, 2023
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