You are too much for any patience,
And too many thoughts of yours,
The false start of the acquaintance
That would be too worse…
You had no feeling of the mornings.
No sense of any kind of a kiss.
No matter what the return is
I am the very man you do not miss….
Too hard for the explanations,
I am so not glad for all your tries,
As if you were from the nations
Who have been playing all the dice…
15.06.2022 (8:52 pm)
You Are Too Much For Any Patience
© Copyright: Максим Митрофанов 2, 2022
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