All the letters - that is written on a moonlight...
The melancholy secret accompanies...
Betrayed in the hand, the thin hand ceases...
Boundless calmnesses breathes... in pink.
On eyelash a snowflake shone and shivered...
Through heart footpaths- fly,
Now - rest on an eyelash to you...
17.01.09
Tsira Gogeshvili
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/snowflake-9/
