Wandering in my mind
I was thinking of thousand eyes.
Doesn't matter what is behind,
They are looking at the skies.
At the same time heads are rised,
Different ways this moment's chosen:
Sad or happy or surprised,
But skies made us a little closer.
And from now on if I ever see
Expanse of heaven with no shores,
I only will remember this...
Just their eyes, and as well yours...
07.08.2023
