Word & Leaf

Word "WE" almost no longer exists,
we are only earth,
wind and leaf,
different names and their dates.

Open the gate to the street,
pour red wine to your heart,
maybe will come your friend,
maybe just lost, unknown man,
maybe will come old clairvoyant...

And his chess will be clever,
after bread and wine,
he will tell you about your future.

The word "ME" no longer exists,
I am only a lump of clay,
wind and leaf,
one name and two dates - years ago and tonight.

One day laying under the ground and sky,
eyes wont feel the sunrise,
mouth full of mud -
wont speak,
but I believe -
it will be still alright.

Word "YOU" is still inside of non-esistent me,
and I lie on the earth and leaf,
in your garden,
look out of the window - its raining,
its Friday, its summer -
everything seems so alright!!!

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