SelfPub: Constantine Kolmakov

Someday he will leave this area
and the voice of the other songs will you sing another,
and space will become wider, lower and simpler
as if the area had only with him.
Like an angel from the column they admired
and felt in him native his wing,
hearing the notes of "Samsara" or "Romance".
Yes... the angel in this, no doubt, learned of his,
and the people in it too, see his home.
Basking in the sounds grow dreams
and become a ringing single string
hearts tapping rock-n-roll rhythm.