So it was falling from the sky
So black against the sky.
I felt so high
and wondered why
He told me: go and find.
'Go find that thing, -
His voice would ring -
And tell me what it is'
I said: 'All right,
I'll go and find
And put your heart at ease.'
And so I went,
and almost I wept,
For he would have to stay.
He kissed my cheek,
I felt so meek,
For what hsd I to say?
I didn't know.
My face a-glow
I knew I'd better go.
I could have died
Of pure delight
I'd even told him so...
He bound my soul
To wind and soil
I'd started to detest.
But cry is vain
Where smile's regained,
Though life may seem a jest.
And so I went
But never wept,
For life is but our choice.
The Heaven's gift
I had received
How dare I not rejoice?!
So hear my words:
'Forget remorse,
And shyness - terror's clasp -
For black on dust
I found at last
And burned the page called "M.B.'s past"...
And opened up "The Future" ------------------
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"Люблю мужчин с будущим, а женщин с прошлым"
М(исс) В(элл's) past,небось, что-то особенного - why to жечь?!)))
А вообще, привет, Мирослава!
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Ю.
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