Love of the Poet
When any flowers fade away
And dust will cover mirrors strongly
When you reflect you’ll have to stay
As water’s image that is lonely.
When you will tire of looking, pal,
And stare in floor among sad faces
Love will appear to write your tale
To capture you and all your places.
It must be makes you play with words
You will be laughing you’ll be crying
You will be brave despising gods
You’re spreading wings, you will be flying.
You’ll fly with love in Neverland
Do not look back it is forbidden
And lines of verse will never end
The pen is working – poem’s written.
When poet will wake up in heart
You have no sleep the dreams are fading
White wings accept again their part
Love came to you. You need no landing.
You’ll fall asleep before the dawn
There is one thing – you will be thinking
That you are drunk with love, it won,
You are the poet, love is winking.
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