I' ve got a blueberry to crush it with my tongue
For cover of quick loss which is a blow of taste
But ray of sun that is ahead of Swan
Now gives a turn for Sense of senseless days
And scope of the plot distinguished for the sketch
As light that comes from hand with firing of match
As facet in the wind described for fathomed score
That precipitates a voice for meanings of discord
And note with its small text for sketches of the ray -
A loss of yellow shade in glance of beast of prey
With words of future White both with a today's sheet -
Thus meanings of the text choose Future to proceed
And - real for today - leave only taste for tongue
That gets its spark of light as Share for the Swan...
The Osprey
© Copyright: Юлия Пескова 26, 2023
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