Love of the Poet

When any flowers fade away And dust will cover mirrors strongly When you reflect you’ll have to stay As water’s image that is lonely. When you will tire of looking, pal, And stare in floor among sad faces Love will appear to write your tale To capture you and all your places. It must be makes you play with words You will be laughing you’ll be crying You will be brave despising gods You’re spreading wings, you will be flying. You’ll fly with love in Neverland Do not look back it is forbidden And lines of verse will never end The pen is working – poem’s written. When poet will wake up in heart You have no sleep the dreams are fading White wings accept again their part Love came to you. You need no landing. You’ll fall asleep before the dawn There is one thing – you will be thinking That you are drunk with love, it won, You are the poet, love is winking.