The grass whispers quietly Dear words... The leaves rustle noisily... You didn't come again, But I waited so much... Why "unloved" now?.. Before - everything was fine. And now? ...no...luck..? Have you forgotten me, my dear.?. And the eyes, what in the eyes? Like the depth of a mirror... The crunch of hearts like brushwood of a fire... Silence in the heights... As if I'm not alive, And the ball of dreams - the Almighty rules...
