Author of quotes: Catherine Kargopoltseva

In the eyes of dream and dreamer...
Like dead, pale
Short-sighted in the window of the house
Looks yellow moon;
Weird confusing items
The angularity of the shadows
Tolokonov dust light
Wanders into my room.

Love and in the tenderness of my
So much happiness, madness...
But in a series of heady days
Heart feel stronger
Not the joy of the spirit, and orphanhood.