As I was walking in the rain
I found myself in love
For two did blossom leafless lanes
And hand by hand was gloved
All silent waters sprang anew
When she sat down beside
All animals but very few
Tried to appear in sight
She eats the apple of my heart
(No apple on her head!)
I hardly know where I do start
Yet know I’m never dead
the apple of my heart
© Copyright: Тихонов, 2002
Свидетельство о публикации №102050300672
Свидетельство о публикации №102050300672
Рецензии
На это произведение написаны 2 рецензии, здесь отображается последняя, остальные - в полном списке.