Natalia Bakina Poems

A little bird touches my cheek...
She's a descendant from the peak
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When the sky shields its dim starry eyes,
The night’s kimono is spreading unwrapped
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By my mayhem once he was brought,
A man speaking birds and leaves,
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You turn my whole life inside out,
You leave my mind in a mesmeric rise,
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Do you hear a moonlit gale
Whistling its spectral tale?
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Open my heart and find your image there:
My endless desire is tangled in your hair,
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Life is entropy... a spiral of decline... myriads of stars flying into a vortex tube...
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Orange is scattering summer lace...
Unweave it to make a string,
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My mental martyrdom’s recurring
To melt my will... I can’t resist
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THERE was a man whom Fate named my Love, and he, his High Code honouring, went with fast steps along the Shore of Time, across my Life, left his traces on my Sands, set the luminaries balanced on the Wheel of Fortune.
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