You were seated near,
I could hear
Every single sigh.
It was clear,
Without fear
You say what you like.
You are gifted,
Don't mistreat me,
Be a friend of mine.
But you never
Took much care,
Never gave a sign.
So you left and
That was the end,
I hope to see you.
Image is vague,
It is not fake,
The real are so few.
You were seated near
© Copyright: Доминика Чернова, 2011
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