Cold Heart And Blue Eyes Poem by Anastasia Podareva

Cold heart and blue eyes,
Reflections of the Past.
Make friends with them every day,
This silhouette,
No more than a dust.

After all to know what is love,
I'll break the spell--
enchantment of the cold bug.
It's gonna recede & again,
Let come Flowers,
That can bloom forever in large.

I'll make my heart to beat again too,
Open it with relief but without the regrets in sharp.
Just God knows,
What will happen then,
The moment,
That I let the happiness flow into my veins
full of light.