A White Flower

I forgot your face, I forgot the colour of clouds. I remember the name and different sounds. I'm afraid of roads and white-and-black lines. I'm in love with wind and crazy flowing vines. I forgot the world, I remember only sky-windows. I will make the plane of dreams of fifty-year widows. I will fly to the sky and I'll burn these stars Which shine in the night and call me to the Mars. I forgot your face, I forgot the world, I forgot the place where my soul was sold. I remember the day, I remember the hour. I forgot what you'd said, Only the name and a white flower. I want only quick dreams, I want only smooth flights. I see only black pictures, I see only white sights. I'm afraid of gold and the every-hour through trains. I'm in love with the sun and my light and selfish brains. I forgot the world, I remember only sky-windows. I will make the plane of dreams of fifty-year widows. But I will stay on the Earth as I've forgotten the place Where my soul was sold and... something else... I forgot your face, I forgot the world, I forgot the place where my soul was sold. I remember the day, I remember the hour. I forgot what you'd said, Only the name and a white flower.
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