Well, I know better
That you have to go.
Feelings don’t matter
They will melt like snow.
Ways that we are walking
Will hardly ever meet.
Let us do some talking
Out in the street.
We’ll talk about the weather
Or a business plan,
And then we’ll go further,
And never meet again.
To Michelle
© Copyright: Александр Франчук, 2006
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