Natalia Sozh and friends


Natalia Sozh. Tulips

The tulips shut their tender petals
To guard the secrets of the day.
The path turned into stinging-nettles -
I watched you going away.

The garden gate would sigh and veil
The sound of steps. And then, it seems,
I'll hide my wishes like a snail
Into the shell of sleepy dreams.

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