Revelation
Like a rose by autumn broken,
losing charm of wound in the frost,
so with a tear in me
your heart -my heart hurts.
And I'm not care not color nor bird,
no feel sorry for this tiny drass,
in each image and star I found
see a shadow of your trail not once,
captured by the visual fraud,
fly like free butterfly in your sections
and search and call, but you're not
your are not a bird nor a blade,you are
just a piece of my heart and breath....
/"REVELATION" -Natalia Georgieva/
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