Two girls

Владимир Смыкалин
Two girls. And only one of them
Could make my life and soul utter
The other girl is not my gem
She cannot make me love and flutter

Two mirrors, couples of eyes
The first girl's eyes just shine as ocean
The other ones freeze me as ice
They vainly rouse to emotion

Two flowers. Two fragrances
The first one blossoms in a vase
The other one's my soul stagnancy
It fades in empty broken glass

Two birds. As destiny and fate
One bird can fly in Universe
The other shares cage as mate
She turns my lifetime into curse

August 2008