piektdiena, 2010. gada 26. marts

Ritmika 101

I saw an angel 
rather tall,
She blew my mind
and made me fall.

Like a puppet
strung on for show,
I followed her
as on death row.

Rebuking self,
thinking a jest,
I formed a queue
to grab place best.

What do I see?
Bows affably.
Sings the angel,
smiles sociably.

Oh, cruel goddess
don't say your name!
My aching heart,
offer for Fame!

For this I hope
just one brief grasp,
Barely enough
to hear you gasp.

let it be known,
I love can not
but you, indeed,
I like alot.

About our lives 
we both must go
and never see
each other's glow.

-Meitenei Baltajai 

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