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Birdman The Fool
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fallen-leaves-fairy Featured By Owner 2 hours ago
...My soul is born on the shore of your eyes of mourning. 
In your eyes of mourning the land of dreams begin...
...Моя душа рождена на берегу твоих ночных глаз,
В них страна моих снов...

... by fallen-leaves-fairy  

fallen-leaves-fairy Featured By Owner 1 day ago
...You make me feel alone. I try imagining:
one moment it is you, then it's the soaring wind;
a fragrance comes and goes but never lasts.
Oh, within my arms I lost all whom I loved!
Only you remain, always reborn again.
For since I never held you, I hold you fast...

fallen-leaves-fairy Featured By Owner 3 days ago
returned... again... just to ask you for a favour... 
don't think of what you call 'closing time'... please
sounds scary... hurts... hear me... please...
need you here... always... forever...

Heart by fallen-leaves-fairy  
fallen-leaves-fairy Featured By Owner 3 days ago
Awarmembrace by fallen-leaves-fairy  

you remember it... I know...
me too... 
you understand what I mean ...
without words...

:-* to You... endlessly...
fallen-leaves-fairy Featured By Owner 5 days ago
light by fallen-leaves-fairy 

Take—for the sake of joy—out of my palms
a little sunlight and a little honey,
as we were told to by Persephone’s bees.

You can’t untie a boat that isn’t moored,
nor can you hear a shadow shod in fur,
nor—in this dense life—overpower fear.

The only thing that’s left to us is kisses:
fuzzy kisses, like the little bees
who die in midair, flying from their hive.

They rustle in the night’s transparent thickets,
their homeland the dense forest of Taygetus,
their food: time, pulmonaria, mint…

Here, take—for the sake of joy—my wild gift,
this necklace, dry and unattractive,
of dead bees who turned honey into sun.

*sending some warm sunlight, my embrace and kisses...*

fallen-leaves-fairy Featured By Owner 6 days ago
There’s only one sun - but it travels the world everyday.
This sun is all mine and I won’t ever give it away.

I will share not an hour of warmth, not a beam of its light!
I’ll let cities perish in the constant, unchangeable night!

I will hold it up with my hands, till it ceases to turn!
I don’t care if my hands, lips and heart must get burned!

Let it vanish in darkness and rushing, I’ll follow its way…
My darling, my sunlight! I won’t ever give you away!
~Marina Tsvetaeva

Loveyou by fallen-leaves-fairy… ,

*embrace you in my thoughts... always*
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