The city in the guide, I knew my route and flight,
I knew its look before I saw,
The tourists fall in love before
First sight.
I walked to make alive the memories I borrowed
With stops for pictures, fast and skim,
And city knew I’m leaving him
Tomorrow.
It let me buy what I should buy, and know, what I should know,
No more than sun, no less than wind,
The beauty in the spring of green,
And love.
(фотографии,стихи v_olga_dnepr)