I'll never forget
The day when we met;
The day when I fall in love like in hole.
In being the one
With whom you might run
Away to a field
I'd always had guilt.
My goddess and grace,
My dream that I chase
Let's visit that place where we have begun
The novell of fun and joyfulness. Thus,
While lying on grass and looking at stars
In stillness and quiet,
Maybe I'll decide
No longer to hide
My feelings...
I drew.
While laid next to you,
On canvas with pen
A lad nearly man,
A lass nearly bride,
A heart and beneath
A nuptial wreath.
How cute!
I wish I'd
Decide not to write those characters' names...
And visit that place!
Because you forgot
The day when we got
Each other, our worlds
With help of three words.
Alas! You forgot
A lass and a lad...
The worst is in that in being the one
With whom you might run away to a field
You haven't believed.
The Day When We Met
© Copyright: Эльдар Джанашвили, 2017
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