Cold Morning Poem by Julia Bolotina

Cold Morning



Sunrise.
The sky is gray.
Cold morning.
I woke up and I felt - I'm lonely.
I'm not in love, nobody loves me.
I close my eyes to see you, Master.

My Master lives inside my feelings
He is my wish and sin... I'm dreaming:
I'm not alone, I am with someone
Who loves me deep, he is like no one.

Cold silence and the time of passion
I'm breathing without sound, I'm rushing to escape.
My made up world is waiting.
It took my mind, my breath away. I'm painting..

.. My Wish World with my thoughts - my colors.
My fantasies are blossoming like flowers...

Inside it's hot. I'm very tired.
It's morning. This reality is quiet.

Sunshine. The sky is blue. Cold morning.
I open eyes and feel - I'm lonely.
I'm not in love, nobody loves me.
My eyes are looking at the aster.

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