After a shower Bashny.Net

Elena Zhaleeva
Ulyanovsk



Evening city. Window
Montpensier The outlet has slipped puddles after a rainstorm.
As well, a cafe umbrella crouching,
Dusk fence off the ink.

Let the old tiger ogryznetsya thunder,
In your eyes, leaving shine lightning -
We drink the fate not diluted rum
And for some reason, we are not afraid of sleeping.

Sorry Montpensier melted morning
And they do not seize the bitterness of separation,
When lips smile lips erase
And fall disengaged hand.