Without Shadow
The night is yours
like a curve of an arm.
You can fall asleep on it
peacefully,
because
a star peeped
through the branches -
the only one clear
Word.
Without the shadow of memory
cruel.
Life is saved.
Copyright © Bozhidar Pangelov | Year Posted 2010
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