your soul
Ольга Вярси
Your soul reminds me
a black soil of Iowa:
It's black in it's richness
and rich in it's blackness.
And anyone you touch,
will bloom inevitably,
Like a seed, thrown
into soil of Iowa...
© Copyright:
Ольга Вярси
, 2018
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