You, only you, my only friend,
You shared with me my furtive dreams.
You bore me when I was unfair
And never counted my sins.
When rainy days covered my eyes
You always made me touch the sun
And painted brightly all my life.
You understood me as no one.
If I was ill you spent with me
The nights on end without the sleep.
You read me like an open book
And I could trust you with my deep.
You were my mirror of the truth –
You showed myself without retouch.
I’d hardly known anyone
Who would be close to me so much.
October 2005.
To you
© Copyright: Ксения Скворцова, 2006
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It is an excellent poem! Comes right from the deeps of loving heart.
I'm glad you have experienced that unforgettable feelings!
Sergel Craze 28.02.2007 23:48 • Заявить о нарушении
I'm glad you have experienced that unforgettable feelings!
Sergel Craze 28.02.2007 23:48 • Заявить о нарушении
Thanks a lot for your comment.
How long have you been writting the poems in English?
Best wishes,
Ксения Скворцова 07.03.2007 12:57 Заявить о нарушении
How long have you been writting the poems in English?
Best wishes,
Ксения Скворцова 07.03.2007 12:57 Заявить о нарушении
It's been five years already I guess. Living abroad helps too. How do you know English so well?
Sergel Craze 25.05.2007 06:15 Заявить о нарушении
Sergel Craze 25.05.2007 06:15 Заявить о нарушении
I'm afraid not so well as I want... I just try to enlarge my vocabulary... and get some more practice... But it's a bit difficult without being among native-speakers...)) By the way I have a great wish, so...it's just a question of time ;)
Ксения Скворцова 29.05.2007 13:44 Заявить о нарушении
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