Matthias evening
The Matthias evening descended to earth.
He hugged her shoulders quietly, looked into her eyes,
Its aroma reminded me of childhood,
And about children's and tender girlish dreams.
Stars fall from the sky like a meteor into the grass.
This intoxicating aroma is called summer.
I remembered how you smiled kindly...
Remain a matthiola flower for a moment.
(V. Davydova 27.06.2025)
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