Monday, September 13, 2021

A direct speech from Varya Yakovleva to me

 


- Man, it's inside...

- Deep ride...

- Counting sheep...

- Moving deep...

- Poetry...

- Non exist...

- To be...

- Reality's twist...

- Like a dance...

- Read in a romance...

- From Russia with love...

- Inside the wings of a dove...

- Do I fly...

- Enchanted light...

- No sigh...

- Burning bright...



- Moscow's metro's station...

- Multiple nation...

- Acting cool..

- Listening to Tool..

- Tiny labour's ant..

- Staring at the world's prettiest plant..

- There's a rainbow..

- Somewhere at Moscow...

- Holy smoke...

- Ghost does poke...

- Imagery does dwell...

- Giants' spell...

- People that enter our mind...

- Being way too kind...

- Remember that you once told me this:

"Melody's a star sprinkled kiss" 

- Thought about this not...

- Sailor's wide knot...

- Minutes at the floor...

- Hours spent at the store...



- Don't know what to do...

- Cooked you something new...

- For you...

- Restore again...

- Duality's game...

- Chair's a mess...

- Not playing chess...

- Wearing a red dress...

- Cats ain't no pest...

- Resilience's rain drops...

- Calling the shots...

- Unbelievable truth...

- Within youth...

- Raspberry and lime...

- Ice-cream's prime...

- Capuccino prepared you...

- True...

- It's the news TV channel...

- Broadcasting a nasty panel...

- Forming a line's boundary...

- In this country...

- Heart's beauty...

- All's fruity...

- Must spin...

- Outside any dream...

- Highway's speed...

- No need...

- Bread and butter soon...

- We must observe the moon...

- It's terribly hot...

- Never forgot...

- Thy precious pen...

- Inside a peanuts can...

- Let's form an entity...

- There's plenty...

- Feelling never empty...

- Entrance's door...

- Number 4...

- Knocking hand...

- Wordless end...

- Glanced at your t-shirt...

- Near Perth...

- James Bond...

- Not really fond...



- Superheroes hate...

- Never late...

- Beating my heart...

- Near you as dada's art...

- Cubist must I go...

- Towards me flow...

- Like Tolstoy...

- When was only a boy...

- Or Maiakovsky's clouds ritual...

- Something spiritual...

- Dostoyevsky's notes...

- Underground's quotes...

- Sometimes I know...

- The world does glow...

- It's how we always state...

"A shape's never late" 

- Page inside page I stare...

- Time's not to spare...

- Inside a merged soul...

- Everything's gold...

- Shouted at you:

"WHERE'S MY BLOODY SHOE?" 

- No clue...

- Having you...

- It was on another room...

- Near a tidy broom...

- You're hazy...

- Driving me always lazy...


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