You touched your temple with your lips,
Strands of brown hair tugging,
And an invisible flame leaped up,
Burning me and you...
The gentle impulse of the beloved gaze
It penetrates into my consciousness,
Obscuring the grey stone city
And with a snowstorm window opening.
You & quot;smashed lighthouses and dams,
Brake lights, sections of lanes ",
We are attracted by an unearthly rapid,
Putting her in love hypnosis.
Where mixed mutual feelings
With the revelation of the words heard.
Blood flows faster along the riverbed,
If the heart conjures love...
And pierced with delight and tenderness...
I've waited so long for you..
And beyond the Windows of the snow the vastness
Yes, behind the white Purga of the dome...
You...
© Copyright: Виталий Антонович Субботин, 2020
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