Тhe first snow this year

And because I was summer, naive and warm, this winter came and mercilessly clutched in my heart, think, my body and probably for a long time decided to stay. Between me and you today, snow is raining. To madness is quiet and ghost-white. And humble, silent, I stand in a habit before the altar of your fortress soul. Black birds, whirlwind, ice daggers, fingers stick to blood in prickly hedge. And I understand - I'm homeless and no one here. Frozen by the cold, I kneel down on my knees. And I bury myself under the snowy snowflakes every memory that flows out of bitterness and darkness, a bunch of unspoken words, a verse of useless, every stupid, heavy sigh ... And you ... And because today I have nothing to give you - I was quaking trembling, hope and blaze - I leave you, under the dead winter sky, his puddle, frozen, stopped his heart ...

Gurko Street - Veliko Tarnovo