Similarity

My love of you is much akin
To that of Nature’s treasures
Where misty woods are likes of skin,
A lake eyes’ azure measures.

I did foresee, in vibrant nights
O’erwhelmed by stars and glow-worms,
Meeting with you whatever blights
Might ’tide, whatever windstorms.

2009, October 20


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Дмитрий, вот одно из стихотворений по мотивам Ваших стихов на английском - http://www.stihi.ru/2009/12/02/3052

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