When success is the only option
And knowledge is the best preference,
I cannot only regard you as a source
For cross'referencing.
This mental fencing,
So distant and faceless,
Could go on for years in a row,
With two trapped minds having nowhere to go.
Once again, a cityscape and a cold North sea in front of you
Is a tell-tale sign of your greatness.
Once again, I only memorize what truly matters.
An immaterial link
Between our souls
Is both functional and authentic,
I'd put some of my time at stake
To follow your verbal magic.
This ladder is endless
And each step of it
Is a hidden treasure.
This endless ladder
© Copyright: Марина Чиянова, 2024
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