© Inna Ayrapetova, 2022
ISBN 978-5-0055-9523-2
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If you want to read my heart,
See this strange poetic cart.
I am on stage, ready for a performance,
Wanting to say: “I am fed up with romance.”
But I’m speaking of it again:
My lips never prefer my brain.
My life was dull like rainy weather,
But the sun of love came one day
And brought a rainbow to me.
Filled up with romantic thoughts,
I’m feeling Amour’s shots.
His pistol’s my cardio-trainer
And maybe the strongest unbrainer.
My heartless thoughts are flying away
Coz you are coming to me today.
I am feeling over the moon and the sun
In our unending dance with my only one.
No matter which abyss you are taken by,
Be sure: our gravity will not let you die.
Cold days and nights
Are fearless knights.
They touch my heart
When we’re apart.
People think our love will be broken someday,
But its eyesight is perfect, whatever they say.
Life’s full of tortures (I’ll be brief),
But if you love, you seldom grieve.