M.S.
I can hear… you’re breathing so calm,
I just guess… sleeping touches tired eyes.
And such words as “begin” and “become”
Don’t bring fear. And don’t moralize.
I can ask perfect sky for your sleep.
I can ask it to borrow dark wings…
Not an angel or someone like it,
I steel want to take care of your dreams.
And, moreover, I capture your smile
When you sleep like the prettiest kid…
Don’t get up… I came here for a while.
‘Cause with you I’m an angel, indeed…