Forgetting night is time to contemplate, obeying her
She stepping on old leaves without sound
The nakedness of silky feet barely caressing ground
Dressed in Godiva frock in believe that no one watching
Gracefully closing eyes of restless with a kiss of finger
Complying flowers shutting petals chastely
Till sun will give permission to uncurl for painting perfect view
The trees in solidarity turning away , closing leaves in modesty
Waiting for queen to finish rounds, going to the royal chamber
To enjoy the dreaming world as well
The morning bring upheaval, fermented in the voices
Altos , sopranos mostly competing gladiators on arena
Occasionally baritone weakly entrance would ruin harmony
Suddenly falling in oblivion and everything comeback to normal routine for duration of the day when darkness introduce herself
The queen of silence wander in Godiva frock
MARGARET GUDKOV
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