I’ll come to you at night
Like soft light and guilty dream.
In the sky is conducted great fight
And this all for it Him,
And sweet sharp freshness
Wind fights in your window.
To bitterly heart from this tenderness,
But you to understand – it’s not given …
I’ll leave, I’ll keep silent, as was silent,
I’ll not touch we’ll kiss faces …
If is not present at love of the beginning-
Never will be the end!
There is no beginning-is not present of the end
© Copyright: Ирина Евсеенко, 2006
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