Публикувано от: bogpan | април 11, 2018


Wings of the Night Bird

touches you,
when you are in the dream
with open eyes.
Have not you understood?
The fate of the dolphins is
to die in the jump
(the dust in the sunny
To die – head carved
of a warship,
to die – the sea
to swing you again
and to tell you
for that child’s sleep
with eyes of foam,
which is dissolved
sunny …

Dolphin jumping.
Beauty is in itself.



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