Your Eyesight Poem by Uktamoy Khaldorova

Your eyesight leads me to a fireplace,
Do snow flowers honor your dignity, thus?
What are you seeking Breaking the peace
Of nights, hasn't your heart longed for us?
The dreams of the fire flower are endless.
I could not have found peace in patience.
The missing flavor is reaching my breath,
Of the winds blowing from the distance.
In autumn the last dews fall down,
In black veils there live our pictures.
The last chance might be given to us.
The moon can't rise on day from shames
Your endurance grinds like the sand,
While love is praying before your sight.
You can't leave breaking the soul's walls,
If love castles are erected in the heart.