No word - no fear No war - no tears No God - no dares No honey - no Bear No heart - no dears Your trace disappears Like someone's, I call Queer To keep love is high gear Your memory is clear Trough moment to year From bottom to career I'll never be steered Your rhymes - fate sheared My peace interferes This pain - nightmare On my soul smeared А. Борзова Июнь 2024
No word - no fear
No war - no tears
No God - no dares
No honey - no Bear
No heart - no dears
Your trace disappears
Like someone's, I call Queer
To keep love is high gear
Your memory is clear
Trough moment to year
From bottom to career
I'll never be steered
Your rhymes - fate sheared
My peace interferes
This pain - nightmare
On my soul smeared
А. Борзова
Июнь 2024