Tsira Gogeshvili - MELANCHOLY

Three days became bright a snowfall...
Three days - white melancholy...
Today, the January sky has turned blue
As your dreaming eyes...
Unexpectedly, so unusually...
The burning frost bites me on cheeks...
As yours perfidious kiss...
And I have lost road to a blizzard...
Already I miss about yesterday's a snowfall...
Three days became bright a snowfall...
Three days - white melancholy...

2.01.09

Tsira Gogeshvili

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