By as a bee. Poetry

By as a bee

Poetry

Catherine Zueva Lapidus

© Catherine Zueva Lapidus, 2024

ISBN 978-5-4498-3981-7

Created with Ridero smart publishing system

A STARS ROUND

I’m read me book another got.So dark It watches the Moon and What?I’d like some vanishes so doorAnd darkness rise the Moon my floor.I’d like, so dark about thatI set a got.My trays so blind. A never darkI watch be as a watches me stars.I’d like my billing sayStars at newSo watches a dayAnd never stars as the You.

AT DAY

At Day I promise like at nightI sorry this one not my light.I going dark about thatTo billing is hot.And news to billing that aboutI’m clear, I’m some out.My Rise I shooting be to linkAnd straight my promise be so blind?I ask a never Moon as like.My stories Is too strike.I fear so blind My little hotAnd never stars as “Yourself the You”.– The What?

MY NEVER DARK

My is never darkness at the star.I’d like so fear, The Star is so far.The link I promise stars at newMy ferries Blue.To strike my promise nightly light.I’m waiting a day. So is me wait.I’d like my fear so is trough at allI’d like my Soul isn’t like as a boll.Straight stars at means its never fly to me.I Wouldn’t Its fries.I’d like my starts to promise thy sweet self too.