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Winter, any cry decreases at the time of flight
and divided into words,
its fragile makes the weather
extracting the root of the speed of sound.
The speed of darkness equals speed of light,
is especially important for the polar circle
his mind separates the planet itself,
as winter us from each other.
Winter, thought mind is filled with fluid braking,
body give impetus body betrayed acceleration:
in the shortest time to overcome the distance
from point (A) to point (B), or divide
into steps, injections frost, breath jerky
in contrast to the pulse.
Body temperature minus cooling -
formula for calculating the rate.
Winter, any distance is increased at least twice as
and moving speed
directly proportional to the temperature
only capable of multiplying.
Man does not know of his figure –
body formlessness hiding from the cold-
choice in favor of their own skins,
typical for this time of year
You saw how the sky rained white flakes of snow?
Like an angel flying somewhere high up high,
dropping feathers of the wings.
As sometimes want to believe in miracles ...
Frankly, as a child, to believe in miracles!
Spring - compromise, which is capable of nature,
awakening from sleep;
lingered over the roof of the house
rolled out to the center of the window-
yellow ball, which seeks to a puddle
against a background of heavenly canvas.
Meaningfully pause
Vanished like a stain.
Spring,the sky is significantly higher
covered with a faint white hair;
look without touching the roof,
as the flatness is absorbed depth.
Nudity geometry once again
confirms the basis:
you breathe, you see, you hear -
This time belongs to the verb.
Spring, wind blows the embers weakened hopes
over the tousled head,
short skirts,
pulling the arm on the pavement behind him,
dividing the word on the odors or notes
perhaps love, but first ...
but before it shades of nature;
and paint fall carelessly.
That sky is crying softly, barely audibly.
I, like pulling off somewhere above.
You do not want to learn to fly?
Above the roofs stretch their wings like a bird,
up high - high to the sun! You hear me?
I'll be waiting! Do you hear? I'll wait for you!
Autumn - variety of colors: green remnants of summer
evergreen pines
bold strokes of golden
confident brush scattered
on the perimeter, affordable eye,
shadow of their substituting Autumn.
and only human figures questions
are turning to the sunset
Autumn, air is saturated with a hybrid transparent
alcohol with tetrad words,
inhaled each pore.
Moon, if not in the clouds hiding
and heavy curtains drawn
may appoint a luminary:
look for a conditional basis,
lead them to stop.
Autumn, nature gives human conscience
exposes the nerves,
tears spilling their feet,
Previous error takes away ash.
Her is alien to feelings of guilt and anxiety,
but neither sorrow, in anguish
let us take stock of the fall
wand in the sand.