As for me

From time to time
I see you in my dreams,
From time to time
I’m happy. And it seems

That you can feel the same,
That you are glad to hear…
But I am suffering
In simple, common fear:

One day you disappear –
and my heart will die
Of understanding,
that you’ll never say me your reviving “Hi!”

It’s silly? Maybe,
but it’s better – as for me –
To love my friends with fear,
than* to pray for freedom genuflecting knee.

July, 2012

Источник иллюстрации: Интернет.

Опубликовано: Встреча под часами. Стихи и проза. – М.: МИЭТ, 2015. – Вып. 3. – С. 124 (http://www.twirpx.com/file/1823575/)
* "чем", в печатной версии – не во всех сборниках исправлена опечатка.


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