First puff of spring…
How nice: running
On wet streets,
Shout “LOVE” in quiet
And then vanish
In the city’s labyrinth!
It is fantasy time…
Magic of big town!
Look around yourself
And happy breathe…
What do you feel?
U can’t tell. Simply live…
Angel’s feathers on ground,
Inscription “WITHOUT BOARD”.
Nightly whisperer –
Wind-mister.
Morning zest –
Feelings gust.
I & I
Look in the sky!
Small, timidity stars
Reflected in city’s eyes.
You sit on the sky-scraper roof,
Clouds like devil’s hoof
Cover your body…
Mist so rawly
That you are wet like town.
Opposite you vampire…
How magic – light on streets.
Medieval knight
Rise from knees.
Sword and tenderness
How different his soul is,
You can’t make quiz
And say “I look through him”.
Words… more and more…
Their sense fallen to me…
I can’t be
Like all last…
Fast… too fast
Mind changes and die.
I haven’t anything mine,
Only own thinking
And place in spring….