Snake s whisper

Stars, how great they are, brought me there
And I was thrilled, to be fair
Under the bless of the moon
I found you so soon

Had no idea that dreams come true
Until I met you, yes, it was you
It was you who gave me that
I’ve never had even in my head…

You may smile when this read
You may even laugh and call me naпve
Whatever you will say or do
I’ll never complain or blame you …

Though!!! Still I have to reproach you
Reproach with stealing my heart
So charming, so gallant, so tender
So-like were you and could I not surrender ?

You, you left me no choice!
And even now like it was then
I tremble in fever when I hear your voice!

Now I know for sure
My feelings are pure
But where’s the reason
I need you more then ever in every season …?

Day by day, week by week
I’m becoming weak-
I can’t live with out you letters
Am I out of my mind ?
- doesn’t really matter….

I don’t mind if it is really so-
Just for you for once in ever I’ll undress my soul.

Don’t ask me questions but listen what I’ll say:

The pieces of the summer sting my heart
When coming September cold scratches –
I am scared of a thought to lose a part of mine
You know, just by the time….but
But the part that loves to death…

You see, it lives in me from the moment your lips touched mine
It lives and indeed it lives feeding itself just through your letters
Just through each line…
Each word is worthier the gold and rest treasures of the world…
You see, it feels every note…
Every note that barely anyone in the universe can touch-
Every note of the music that plays in your words…
At first the part was sure
that every note was clear and pure
Then the doubt prowled into the temple of the part
It ruined everything and left nothing positive in the poor heart…

You see, I am just like a little dog that waits for the master-
That how I wait for your answers- and it’s a disaster!!!
Believe me, I’m not playing a fool,
When I confess how much I miss you,
When I say how much I crave to kiss you…

However, this is not the most horrible thing:
May be my thought of that is a kind of sin
May be I shouldn’t the doubt let in,
But I can’t get rid of that you don’t still care
Don’t still care or
think it’s all that I write
Is a stupid snake that just bites
Just bites because she has nothing to do
Because she’s spoilt and wild
And wild and wild and wild-
But wild because she’s afraid of any aids
Of any help that was sent from the above
 Thus to save her from herself-
And once she was cured now she’s addicted to the drug-
It’s not a sand or pill or crystal it’s love.

What is love?
One glance plus another plus a hug plus a smile
 plus a kiss and another
plus flying butterflies inside after each touch
 and “you are mine”-
you can say so to me,
but it’s different under my eye-
I am afraid I am not so secure
Not so confident to feel sure
To feel sure that any part of yours belongs to me…

I don’t know since when this thought kills me
I don’t remember when did it all start and why
But for this moment I want to stop my torture
And say something in what I am sure:
I do love you now,
Somehow,
And I won’t care if all this don’t end with a happy ending
I am afraid that my words are late
I am afraid that it’s all because my mind is in a mess
I am afraid that it may happen so
 that to the moment I see you
I’ll have already lost my part- the snake…
Now I’m natural- not fake-
With all my thoughts and doubts and scares-
I am what I am
And I love you NOW.


Рецензии
So sincere, pure, soft and warm to man you love
Maybe too much frankly but too much is never enough
With a lot of feelings you wrote that
And he didn’t take lightly it, I bet
Too much pain and bitterness I can clearly see
Was it that love that meant to be?
It’s just something we’ve no control over and that's what destiny’s
Don’t despair of, you’ll pull through it
Stiffen your upper lip up, just do it

Алена Игоревна   14.08.2006 18:34     Заявить о нарушении
Давно собиралась это сделать и вот в эту минуту решилась, что просто скажу спасибо Вам за мою(от Вас) первую резензию!
в спасибо я вложу всю благодарность, которой глаза блестели, когда в первый раз улыбку на лице учителя увидела, за первое свое стихотворение, пусть уже и канувшее в бытие...
спасибо.
Вот.

Алиса Дениз Геже   01.10.2006 22:07   Заявить о нарушении