Author of quotes: Vladimir Korobov



You drop a gown like a cocoon
cling and forget about vanity, -
so the butterfly in someone's Windows.
perhaps, beating in the dark.
Afraid of her concerns in the morning
she needed forbidden light candles
to wings the color of mother of pearl
on the fire carelessly to burn.
№ 342180   Added MegaMozg 06-09-2018 / 04:02
Again, winter, winter, winter.
And the snow is damp and dirty
concealed chilled house
like Christmas trees, from wool.
№ 342179   Added MegaMozg 06-09-2018 / 03:10
On the street Blizzard
walking Maltese.
You see, still moving,
hurts another soul.
№ 342178   Added MegaMozg 06-09-2018 / 03:09
Scarlet sprinkled with wine,
January is trimmed with snow -
briar stood outside the window,
bowing branches on the roadsides.
№ 342177   Added MegaMozg 06-09-2018 / 03:08