Feel the night's splendor
Snow in decimeter reaches the peak at 3 o'clock
peacefully, dancing under street lighting with big flakes
the roof threw the ghosts to the windows
No peace to fall asleep,
under the sound of laces machines.
Late and early hours join,
the pillow under the head begins to dance,
finally, a sleep full of intermittent dreams appears
the morning became a sick sight.
Nothing has left the fairy tale fairy tale beauty
when insomnia raises the leap that has now been destroyed
freshly brewed morning coffee scent, rewards and invites to accept
We survive the white winter that is only visible to us poets
And only in the nightly.
The rain blows now as in a summer window the dragon.
And none and none
want to believe in me that night was visited by winter fairy.