My Final Mistress

Jentos
I simply did not recognize
The eyes that waited in the shadows.
I went about my boring day
And never thought about the gallows
That love would bring.
Now, plain as day,
I see my final mistress looming.
I feel no ecstasy or pain,
Her voice is gentle, yet it’s booming.
She gives her hand to take me in
And I accept with joy and sorrow.
For I found love, I passed the test.
And for the love to death I follow.


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No more sorrow...
Follow your talent, and don't forget your native land...
From Siberia yours faithfully///

Дмитрий Дрыга   10.06.2007 20:55   •   Заявить о нарушении
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My native land will always be with me, of that I an certain.

As far as sorrow... I love all human emotions. It is these emotions that make us human.

Spasibo za dobrye slova

Yevgeniy

Jentos   18.06.2007 19:49   Заявить о нарушении
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