If all You need is love,
then take it, dear, take.
The dream of sky above
won't move You from the lake
of grief and sarrow where feet
of yours are standing still.
One day, awaking, You might feel
a love condemned thrill.
And like in words of Mr. Poe
whose Raven was mistique,
repeating thunder "Nevermore"
becomes love's dusty nick.
From time to time, as windy flows
shake evergreening trees,
soft happy waves of eyebrows
in front 's not love, but peace.
If all You need is love
© Copyright: Юрий Солопов, 2009
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