On the milk rays
Venus is bathing...

In the moonlight
Oblique golden waterfalls.

Like soft velvet,
Wraps itself with a song in the soul...

Moments are counted
In silent eyes...

You seem eternal beauty
Standing in front of you...

Heart rate
Count the time

In which you are slowly
Disappearing...

Nature worshipped
Before that sight...

Venus was created by God
For eternity to exist...


© Gordana Andonovska