Alan Ingranazzio (3 May 1966 / Russia, Siberia)
Cease Of Love
I saw you in the street when you said ''Farewell''
And I had nothing to say
And the first raindrops fell on your forehead,
It was just a beginning of day.
A soft rain covered all
And balmed my heart.
Just a rain ceased to fall,
Sun came out bright.
I heated unbearably in the sun,
Walking on barren sand.
I never felt such terrible fun
And did it without end.
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