I will kiss him gently ,
will cover his shoulders with a blanket.
I will whisper how dear he is ,
how deep my emotions towards him are.
I will cry very quietly , remembering those years,
When I was searching for love ,
When there was only I.
There were misunderstandings,
they were of great number.
I was shouting wildly
that he had stuck in my throat.
I was throwing cups, swearing like an illiterate shoemaker.
I was often in agony.
But I am gratefull to God.
I am gratefull for those tears
that were pouring,
for the happiness I felt afterwards.
I so often breathed like an exhausted stallion.
But his hand is in mine .
And let it go on...
I will kiss him gently
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2016
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