No matter when we met,
No matter if we split it.
No matter when They came
And what They said,
No matter, if the dinner
Was ment to be completed.
Gone. Dead. They took my love.
Waves. Beyond the sky.
Why, the lie was lie?
And did it's crime. Rhyme?
You've been so PER-FECT -
It has it's E-FFECT.
My heart is sinking,
But mind is drinking...
The air. Fair?
Oh-key. If disappeared.
And They are no obstruction.
You will be back and I will...
"Shmack!" The book is closed.
But you proposed,
And ring is on it's place.
I got some space,
Eternal space which knows you.
The moon is blue?*
The trees are black**.
Don't call me back,
Don't call an' beck!
24.10.06
Copyright ©2007 Olga Ulyankina
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*reffers to His possible words:
out of the blue sky (trying to fight back)
once in a blue moon (trying to explain)
blue moon, beautiful (trying to calm me down)
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**burnt