The marks on my heart

Time burns away notes, memories and bridges, but... Speaking of intangible - a permanent mark on the heart and soul remains a pattern, an imprint, a stigma... a trace of what was experienced, what passed through the blood, heart and soul.

I look at you with my heart
Between us are kilometers, millimeters, winters, springs.
We warm each other at all lengths
Replacing the sun

I've been searching the world for you and me.
Drowning up to my elbows in shadows
And they were inevitable
If all the almanacs are to be believed

They say there's no happiness without pain
They say everyone is a traveler among wanderers.
They say everyone is their own planet
Not a satellite to hang around with.

They say and they don't know the secret
What's a major weakness for the sense of a major weakness
Binding each other to each other--
Losing touch for fear of losing touch

I look at you with all my heart
Even if you're out of sight
You and I are one planet
You can see that, can't you?

© Anton Lavrentiev

And it doesn't matter if you don't see with your eyes, you see with everything where the object was - your heart, your soul. And this makes it no less sweet, warmer and softer... Maybe even more! Seeing at a distance is the proof of sincerity and authenticity of feelings!

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