Inauspicious Misunderstandings

Posted: 2018-12-18 in ©SvetkaSamizdat, Boyaryshnik, Адам и Ева, Увы!, Love Story

Zheltyye tsvety

Knock on door,

I answer.

Smiling and ardent,

he hands me a bottle of Vodka

(it might as well be Boyaryshnik,

or arsenic!),

and 12

Yellow

Roses.

The door closes itself,

I walk away.

… Hazy dream waking.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

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