White Dreams
When we have come in into Batumi - it's town of seaside...
The white seagull has flown above us over the white bridge...
It such the surprising city, the feel, love and sun by never hide...
Over an azures waves... black sea isn't absolutely black from heart... if,
If you saw by, blue nobleness, you will forget never in your life...
Tsira Gogeshvili
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/white-dreams-2/
