Your sun

© by Maria Kurilenko


I  breathed you in very deep,
And I am not able and I am afraid to breathe you out.
I feel I can not get out of the circle without you,
I won't find the path by spring on my own.

No doubt remains anymore.
I can not live without breathing out forever.
Your sun will die out as I exhale.
And our voices will untwine.



Maria Kurilenko