Ника Белоцерковская

Ника Белоцерковская
21 мая 2016

70! Behind the yellow door!
I heard knocking on the yellow door
The soft gentle taps,
In my mind sounded like roars
I listened for a second longer
to hear the knock again
the stormy wind of the past
tore through me with so much pain.
For you have to understand
it not just a yellow door.
this door leads to memories,
of pain and joy and so much more! (а могла бы Цветаевой! но это неизбежно лет через пять)