My Whim

Close to me and so far from reality,
You are better than babyish dream -
Deep green light in mysterious cavity,
Magic wood, free and boundless stream.
Can I tell you my last little whim?..

As your voice through my soul and my destiny,
I'll be running through marvellous time.
I don't know if my new life is last for me,
I don't know is it big human crime.
...But I feel that my feeling is prime.

Don't you ask me what am I still doing here,
Is this plaything my musical home.
To have nothing or all I'll be waiting near,
Near the place where I feel not alone.
...Near the place where your songs like to flow.


© - Юлия Курова (julia13k[at]rambler[dot]ru).
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