nataliya.bocharova

Although they dare and try to grasp her
No one would dare to comprehend
They are like mirrors
Cold, unhappy
Capture the image
But not her self
Her barren image can't be hidden
In secret depths within their soul
They must announce
Betray her colors
Expose her beauty
To the world
Now sorrow spreads across the ocean
Although the lips are closed on lips
She drifts alone
Above the surface
Fly high
My beautiful unknown