tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2984806401118681918.post5764840049495557021..comments2024-02-20T06:21:03.607+02:00Comments on някъде над покривите на града: Малки случки през нощтаРадосвета Аврамова (caribiana)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13165932150494540765noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2984806401118681918.post-56990661971198756382008-10-12T10:14:00.000+03:002008-10-12T10:14:00.000+03:00Little happenings at nightQuiet shadows of tree le...Little happenings at night<BR/><BR/>Quiet shadows of tree leaves<BR/>lights are whispering in dark<BR/>birds are only that don't sleep<BR/>dawn a-waiting (as blue lark)<BR/>And the city's sleeping covered with sky<BR/>so does the sea... It's also dreaming<BR/>how into his sandy hands there lies<BR/>tender mermaids dancing , beaming<BR/>Am I a bird , 'cos I am not sleeping<BR/>Or I'm waiting to see only You...<BR/>right over there by the third star that's creeping<BR/>you're coming to hug me ...and chase the Blue<BR/>Now upon the nightly pavement<BR/>steps are running monotonous,dull<BR/>Somebody's running (he has seen his Savior)<BR/>chasing his true love (until he is done)yanbibiyanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11981988288342513238noreply@blogger.com