Ivan And Daniella Poem by Liza Sud

You like a Cyclone came with comments
and covered like snow all my poems.
Like Cyclone lied on strong Ivan,
his white-snowy European part.

This cyclone's named as Daniella
broke atmospheric pressure level.
One poet named Cyclone a virgin,
Like virgin was Saint John of Kronstadt.

And in this avalanche I went alone.
And many people thought: 'I am alone'.
But they were inside love of Daniella
and saint Ivan - small parts of loving God.