The cyrcle of my time...

I have opened a book, 
to read without thinking to you.
But the words written in the book
were connected to your personality.
I closed the book and opened the window
But the wind moved in the air 
parfumes connected with you.
So I decided to exit
walking somewhere
But the water of the river told me about you.
I seatted at the site of river
to listen your voice.
And I happy now
because I'll can read the book tonight
without thinking to you
for opening the window
to go on the river
until you will be back......

Good morning, My World...

6 o'clock in the morning...
The light of my Sun paints the sky in red...
nobody around...

I'm running alongside the Ural river...
The town lights are on the way to switch-off...
I stop my running on the bridge, to observe the silent water pass below me and I look far away...
My World still sleeping, I have to prepare the day for it...