Originally Posted by
sperk 
How to fly?
It hurts so much that I can't be with you
There's a point to the letters, you remember
The smell, color, waves
On the pillow autumn of a dream of my hair...
Don't hold my portrait
In your palm. In freedom
I can't, I don't remember
Neither the colors, nor the sky without your eyes...
I have to - I lose the words
I find them - I ward off evil
How's to the girl with eyes of sun
to fly?
I send letters at night,
I rip photos into shreds
I kick the bed until it hurts
So as not to sleep!
We can't be without a trace.
I'll probably stay
Smiling bravely
I'll pretend I'm one of your enemies...
Again hundreds of phrases until night,
Take what you want!
To know you until it hurts,
Until poetry, until blood, until I'm in the clutches.
