Spring in the city

Silver spring during the hard winter,

writing plot about lonest coples.

Girl,

on the banch.

Boy,

he looks quite strange.

Rose garden in centre of the city,

taxi driver’s paying for a ticket.

Burger shop is half of empty,

„Roxane!!“

Scream boy near the village.

Asked her for a minute.

She noted hum and stlill writing poemas.

Poemas for other guy.

Real time,

Real city,

Real people...

Oldy women could fly,

don’t miss your chance!

Said quitly boy and hold arm of another guy.

Karen loves Cris,

Rosh loves Karen,

Chris loves Nicol,

Nicol loves Karen ...

that’s a real life.

No tales, no fair,

no games,

„no please“

Said me girl!