tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2984806401118681918.post7136651461771838275..comments2024-02-20T06:21:03.607+02:00Comments on някъде над покривите на града: Когато видиш светещи прашинки...Радосвета Аврамова (caribiana)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13165932150494540765noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2984806401118681918.post-64304703970943270992008-10-12T00:50:00.000+03:002008-10-12T00:50:00.000+03:00When you see shining pieces of dustI almost saw th...When you see shining pieces of dust<BR/><BR/>I almost saw that bird, with wings so blue<BR/>It get you on her back and after that She flew<BR/>I gave you so suddenly a suitcase of sky<BR/>and the Earth round myself quietly sighed<BR/><BR/>The time rushed somewhere,in directions unknown<BR/>and the wind turned into a strong waterfall<BR/>a star I became in the sky , high up blown<BR/>into your window I stopped ( was that your call?)<BR/><BR/>My rays covered you, I started telling a tale<BR/>I was all burning hot,to give you my warmth<BR/>Invisible ,though ,I was real ( a bit pale )<BR/>no matter that flame,burned myself,burned me all<BR/><BR/>and now I am just a handful of dust,<BR/>it has come from the sky,star dust from above<BR/>but I love you so much, I am shining (and trust)<BR/>even the dust has a heart ( made of love )...yanbibiyanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11981988288342513238noreply@blogger.com