Expectation

Monday ends another come
They are passed me one by one...
But I think about you
And impress with all your view!
 
It's to hard to realize
And, of course, to recognize
Yourself in short poem,
Which your eyes are stared in...
 
Oh, I know, you'll find it silly,
But I can't kill my feeling!
It is sitting deep inside
And doesn't want to get out of my mind...
 
So, Irene, I'm looking for
Your love and nothing more.
It is simple, it is complex,
Heart is waiting for your notice...

(Kasiyanov V, August, 2009)


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