I, Baloon
Snow shall fall lit by streetlamps
Painting white our hell-black night
And we shall meet one winter noon
I shall float like a balloon
Naked fragile lonely trees
Embraced by dark, by coldness kissed
But we shall snub it, like in June
We’ll walk – you’ll hold me – I’m a balloon
Your fist around my thin pale thread
Alive is light I long claimed dead
No more I’ll float above alone
No skies I need, you’ll be my home
Snow shall fall – I heard the whisper
Of my empty heart you were squeezing
Suddenly it’s in your hands
And night came swallowing the day
There are things we can’t resist
Freedom is sacrificed for a kiss
And serenity – for tears
Life – for pain, entwined with bliss
A gentle touch love yearns to feel
And never reckless storm-quick deal
Emotions - that's what waiting kills
But never feelings that are real
As shook and bent around the trees
Squeezed by the cruel frozen wind
Stole holy calmness of the moon
A sound of bursting of a balloon