The delicate hands twisted languorously,
The deep eyes glow fatigue...
The lips emit a long-drawn-out groans,
Joining with a transparent breathing of night...
The ghostly light of distant stars,
For the moment dissolves in the moonlight...
From the heart streaming the tears of joy
In ecstasy anticipating a merging with the sky...
The delicate hands twisted languorously
© Copyright: Княгиня Татьяна Романова -Бродни, 2011
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