Please, tell me that elf is not human.

Believe in it strongly yourself.

It never by human was used

And never was used by elf.

We’re different. We’re antipodes.

We have only general goal

Knot harder and harder all nodes

And move to the opposite pole.

My Princess, feel pain of it, really.

How burns it to get it today

How salty the taste of the filling

The vessel of eyes when you stay.

Try moistening with blood of fire

Which drops from the whispering lips

And all that before it was love and desire

With roots tear it out like mattering teeth.

Can’t do it? But, what are you waiting?

One day when you soul defeats

The rock which you patently hating.

The music with which your heart beats.

So, tell me that elf is not human.

And during the life of sensible and mad

We’ll never be happy, and always abused

Cause you're perfect good, and I'm just a bad.

In the close room breathing slowly

I was sitting tired easy.

I was waiting here for someone,

Who come in to give me visit.

How tonight moon changes phases,

Peeling candies out of foil.

Girl had entered with cookies,

Dressed in the dark-grey clothes

Asked her - “Who are you, maiden?

Answered me - “I am your Sadness.”

May be we’ll together seek up

Actual reason of my feeling.”

But door opened again and

“Laziness” had come along.

Hesitated near the fireplace,

Glanced at the filled bowl,

And fell down with a web grace

On the cold and dusty floor.

“Routine”, ”Fear”, ”Offence” and “Sorrow”,

And at last appeared “Pain”.

All sat down around the heater

And no places stayed free.

Rats, inside me, soul nibbled

And my tea was cold as ice.

“Laziness” was yawning easy,

“Pain” stuck needles to the ear.

But before I heard – “I doubt.

Can I take a little place?”

- “But for me enough for happy

Just you palm. Please, let me try.”

Flew and landed very tender

On my palm – “Because I’m Love!”

Followed by dark-gray “Sadness”

Just went out off room unheard.

Told us “I was late for minute.

Didn’t wait for me? Hello!”
 

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Feral stars transfixes clouds

All of things imagines really

Seems much higher, stronger, prouder

Looks so right and feels so pleasant.

Journeys always – firs and birches

Sleepers, stations, other sleepers

But we were the flying creatures 

I have heard it from wing-keepers

   Angels here fells out of edges

   Don’t dissolve, don’t fly away

   Train departs from Earth to Heavens

   There, on Seventh, I will wait.

Suddenly we’ll wake together

Teleport just will be reached

Rains, snowstorms and all bad weathers

Will replace warm sea and beaches

Day and night for us will mix up

Dress in white and go to air

Feel the flocks and try to fix all

Dreams of feral stars and flying

   Angels here fells out of edges

  Don’t dissolve, don’t fly away

  Train departs from Earth to Heavens

  There, on Seventh, I will wait.

Don’t be rash, hold on. It seems to

me, that our trip is over.

We have lost among the people

We, indeed, have lost each other

All wing-keepers quickly soured

“Time is cure” – affirms together

May be it will drug of our

Future even lives and ever.

   Angels here fells out of edges

  Don’t dissolve, don’t fly away

  Train departs from Earth to Heavens

  There, on Seventh, I will wait.

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