night

Beautiful silhouette. I believe. I believe that someday, we will meet, my love. Not in a dream, but in reality. And then I will embrace you in strong and sincere embraces. It is not for nothing that you dream of me, and I clearly remember your facial features, light white dress, chestnut hair, and bright blue eyes... Like the sea.

Today was not an ordinary night, but a white one. On such nights, you dreamed of the same girl. Light and gentle as a feather. A white bird will flap its wing, and this will mean that you will soon see her.

Before going to bed, you went out onto the balcony and looked at the starry sky, then at the trees. Where the wind swayed them from side to side, and the leaves moved in time with the tree.

Having looked at the picture, which you see almost every such white night, we went to sleep. Everything repeated itself again, but it does not bother you at all, on the contrary, each time it pleases you more and more. What a pity that the white night is so short, and the dream ends quickly... A field strewn with yellow flowers, and in front of you is a girl. All in the same clothes, and with the same radiant smile. But so unreal... Just touch her and she will disappear... Time was imperceptibly approaching the morning, the dream was about to end and this girl would disappear again. Dream, I ask you to repeat it!