I'm still attached to you, no matter what.
And any of your words can't cut that thread.
You're leaving? So just go and leave me dead.
That's better than be kneeling at your door.
I've held your heart, my fingertips are there.
And no pretence can get it off my mind.
So I plead guilty, making your heart blind.
There's no way to escape, no faults to spare.
...I still keep talking to you when alone.
I close my eyes, I still keep holding you,
And in that hell your eyes are still so blue,
The shade that I have never seen before...
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The poem is attracting by its special tenderness and melody, which I can find just in Russian poems. I like it.
Best regards,
Александр Вилд 18.11.2010 06:37 • Заявить о нарушении
Best regards,
Александр Вилд 18.11.2010 06:37 • Заявить о нарушении
Thank you very much, no matter what it is, I wish every reader to find in my poems something of their own...
Мейлинг Ирина 18.11.2010 10:32 Заявить о нарушении
Мейлинг Ирина 18.11.2010 10:32 Заявить о нарушении
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