That to miss to me on love,
In fact all has passed,
Rain all has washed off,
To read in the sky all sins
And long to think of a precept,
No! I shall not change
To myself, I shall read up
Your lines, in the letter,
Which was forgotten by you on a table,
And addressed to me,
But you hid the dreams
Also did not want, that knew all,
How we have stopped loving
Everything, that long to us flickered,
That every day us inspired.
To me a reluctance even here
To mention words - reproaches,
But you will forgive to me these tears,
That to miss to me on love,
© Copyright: Карина Ангельская, 2006
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