ვერშველის თუ საშველის პოსტი, მეც არ ვიცი

When the night comes, 

a rainy night,
not from our dream-
as we don’t dream together,
and have nothing to share,
only a few sexting lines once in while.

But,
I know how I love to play with fire.
and I’ve learned, how not to get burned-
I’ll get into my cage in time,
and I’m ok with your impression about me
as a girl, with no concrete  mind and timid-
as it’s just a crooked shade.