SWEET FRIEND, I DO NOT BELIEVE – Poetry by Vladimir Solovyov

SWEET FRIEND, I DO NOT BELIEVE

Sweet friend, I do not believe your words, your senses, your eyes, and even to myself. I think only the stars that shine at the top. For a milky path, the stars send me infallible dreams, and in the desert boundless they breed for me heavenly flowers. And in that eternal summer, including those flowers, steeped in bluish silver, graceful as you are, and in the starlight as it is free and pure love.

(Vladimir Solovyov)

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