Grigory Leps. A glass of vodka on the table (№ 313061)

Night on the streets went
Star gait of Queens
Words and numbers simplicity
Heavenly bridge
Scattered bird feathers.
Not forgotten by anyone
Holiday lip, resentment eyes.
Take me to your captivity
This line of knees
Kissing one last time.
Just a glass of vodka on the table
Wind is crying outside the window,
Silent pain speak to me
This young moon cries.