Черновик

1
Your dark and lovely childlike eyes
Are beautiful as the sunrise,
I like your honey honey face,
The way you walk, your bouncy pace,
Your tameless, easy, lively grace!
I love Your cheerful, open smile,
Which beams around for a mile,
I love Your bored and sleepy style...
You came to me and simply shine
So fresh and sweet, huh, like a pine,
You joy me like some old french wine -
Now can You see : You are so fine!
You're sincere, honest, like a child,
And open to the world, and wild,
At the same time you are wise -
I know and see this in your eyes!
And now I wanna say it loud :
Inside you are... as beautiful as out.
You have to know, that most of all
I'm captivated by your soul.
You are generous in praise
And you're a girl who simply pays
Attention, care to her friend,
I felt this things so it's not penned!
I love the way you talk and guess
The sense that I want to express!
I feel that somewhere deep inside,
You have some clear angelic light,
Which I can regularly see -
Don't smother it, please let it be.
You say that you are pretty loud,
Then, hey, for this I will be proud
(But I do thing that not the loudest
And inside you're kind of modest)!
You have bad habits that I hate,
Still, I won't mind, I'll be your mate,
And if you don't want to be swayed
By them, I 'll work to give you aid.
Some time ago I've seen a thing,
It's called a mushroom, now I think
That something you do share with it...
The same simple! I admit
That being simple is so good!
A beautiful and pleasant mood,
When soul is clear like in childhood,
Emotions open, no pinchbeck,
Like the mushroom... on your neck!
You should know, for me you're called
Precious shining, solid gold,
I appreciate and love You, dear,
And feels like stronger every year!


                2
Do you remember, years ago,
When I was silly, funny, low,
When we had an evening talk
You praised my living style and work?
That impacts me! That day your words
Were powerful like heavy swords
Of medieval knights and kings...
And still they make me do the things
That move me closer to my aim,
In future they 'll maybe bring me fame!
And later, when I was alone,
You came to me and said : " Come on,
Have a sit in my friendzone!"
I still remember those small things,
But valuable as golden rings!
Thank You very much for this,
For me it was a real bliss.   

3

I'm unexperienced and young,
But pretty keen and not a skunk,
My soul is strong and hardly low,
I'm rulled by my heart - my law,
And by my mind - my king
( It's the executive thing)
I train myself and work a lot
(No, I don't mean I am a swot)
For serving people = serving God
(But still I am a kind of clot).
That is why I'm out of trend,
Not many people understand
The way I think, but you !-
Were really trying to!
I strive to be a honest guy
So in this poem I won`t lie.
Now I think that this is all
About me what I should call...
I heard you many times to say
That I'm your opposite - okay!
It won't oppose my feelings, no!
I also feel that deep in soul
There is something that we share,
And if we dont, I will not care -
I love you in the way you are -
Your black dark space and shining star!
Do you remember how you asked :
"For what you like me?" - what a task!
Cuz you are you, without a mask!
Cuz you are you and will be last!
Without you is hard to live,
And I am wishing some relief,
I feel that You are like a sun
That gives me energy and fun!
Without sun I'm getting weak
And oftener I'm feeling sick.
You beam on me, the troubled moon,
And warm me like a day of June,
Because yourself you show no gloom,
But... every has it, I assume.
You wrote "I have no interest in you"
But still, still, still in you I do,
And when I saw this message first,
My soul got closer to a burst...
I was supposed to give up then,
But I have came to you again
To softly ask you : "May I gain
Your friendship...please",
To be your friend is such a bliss!
A little out of my control
In me my feelings start to blow :
Unrequite love now takes it's toll
And slowly it destroyes my soul.
I had been trying to forget
Your soul and eyes, and your mindset,
But you are buried in my soul,
So it's impossible at all...
How many things because of you
I've done and after all now do?
And up till now you do inspire
Weak me to get up from the mire
Of gloom and laziness and fear,
You're leading me from year to year,
And make me strong, again cheer
To never be that dumb and drear!
When someone says your lovely name
My feelings falter like a flame
I sence the flutter in my blood
And in my heart there's kind of thud!
When winter came I understood -
Without you I'm not that good...
And I can't feel asleep when I
Do think about you. At sky
Which's pretty dark and wide at night
I see so many stars and light,
And they remind me your inside,
About you, that cool dark-eyed
And so much lovely girl Diana
So fresh and sweet like a banana
From the land of Ecuador.
Then, when I sleep, in dreams there's your
Image, face and many more,
When morning comes I think before
About you than all the stuffs -
You see - you wore me the handcuffs!
You inspire me and give me thoughts,
You power me like many Watts,
That is why I can now claim,
That all this things are not a game.
Listen, please, to me you're brill!
When you're with me I'm feeling thrill
And get as happy as a lark,
And when you're not it's cold and dark
And when in chats you are online
I jump my bed and feel so fine,
But when you leave it I'm again
Feeling gloom, and hope, and pain...
I was there and I am here,
But still I want to hug you, dear,
And now I easily can pled :
Any day you're in my head!
And on December's sevent day
I stepped on a new hopeful way -
I have resolved not to obey
The circumstances, their say,
And I began to write all this
Now to explain things not amiss
And to confess again, miss!
So now I work with all my might
To write this poem. Now I fight!!!
Sometimes I see you - I'm inspired
And work on this and don't get tired,
Write down the love that tortures me,
The thing that hardly leaves me free!
It hit me like an aging clout
And made me pour my muses out,
And through the pain it caused to me
I'm getting wiser - you can see.
So many mistakes I have made!
But I'm improving with your aid,
That is experience I miss,
So please forgive me for all this!
How many chanses I have lost
That had for me a big big cost
Just because I was too shy?
And that's one of the reasons why
I didn't say you all before
Without it I'd speak you more!
But to my shyness I said nay
And made it go from me away
And now with tears and joy I say :
Diana, as I'm loving You,
And time can prove my love is true,
And because for love
Giving is enough,
I'll hide my feelings if You want
I'll get to you more nonchalant,
And...  I really hope You don't!!!


Michael Frizen




Почему растет рубль?

Потому что есть торговый дисбаланс. Разница между импортом и экспортом сейчас порядка 130 миллиардов долларов. Эта сумма и висит над долларом так, что пока к рублю внутри России у него возможности укрепиться нет - он просто здесь не нужен. Объемы импорта сократились как минимум в 15 раз, параллельный импорт только-только начал работать. Кроме этого, есть такая опция, как налоговый период, и сейчас как раз его время. Экспортеры продают валюту, чтобы заплатить налоги. Помимо всего этого, население сейчас просто выдавливают из безналичной валюты комиссиями и не дают покупать наличную в банках.

Но есть одно "но". Такой рост рубля мог бы быть нивелирован бюджетным правилом, по которому ЦБ раньше закупал доллары на рынке, если нефть была выше определенного значения. С февраля бюджетное правило перестало работать. Получается, на доллары и евро в России сейчас просто нет спроса.

Почему мы так уверены, что позже это изменится? Во-первых, закончится налоговый период. Во-вторых, более серьезно начнет работать параллельный импорт. В-третьих, к осени должна выйти новая редакция бюджетного правила, и скупка валюты в том или ином виде продолжится. Но важнее даже не скупка валюты, а сброс рублей, то есть снижение дополнительного внимания к ним. В-четвертых, когда заработает эмбарго на нефть, нужно будет как-то поднимать налоговые доходы в рублях, а сделать это можно только через девальвацию, так как Европа российскую нефть покупать уже не будет. В-пятых, от крепкого рубля страдает бюджет, хотя для граждан сильный рубль не несет какой-то угрозы - напротив, импортные товары становятся дешевле. Но пока что большая статья доходов бюджета - это экспортные налоговые поступления. Так что рубль будут всеми средствами ослаблять, в том числе и через снижение ключевой ставки ЦБ. Она легко может снизиться до 6-7% уже в этом году.

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08:30
Mikhail
When stepping in the empty hall
As dark and mystic as my feels,
I can complete my searching soul
And feel Your spirit
14:57
Mikhail
When summer left no cooling drops
Poor Cyprus gets so lean and dried,
The soil and green
14:57
I am like summer Cy without U
You
14:57
But I don't want to live in AC
14:57
And only tops (drops- rhyme) ofders me refreshment
14:57
Like summer Cyprus, wan and dry,
With quenching green in boring dress
Beneath the flaming midday, I
Feel after I did confess.
22:27
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Потребительский сектор ЕС в ужасающем состоянии. Индикатор потребительского доверия в странах ЕС (Economic sentiment/Consumer confidence indicator Eurostat) рухнул до ковидного дна, но если тогда это был кратковременный и внезапный шок, который продлился буквально 1.5 месяца в острой форме, - сейчас тенденция устойчивая.

По индикатору потребительского доверия провал в мае 2022 более глубокий, чем в худшие периоды кризиса 2008-2009 или долгового кризиса 2011-2013 в Европе.

Обвал потребительного доверия происходит во всех страна Европы – среди крупных стран самая худшая относительная картина во Франции и Нидерландах. Очень плохо в Германии – там потребители оценивают экономическую ситуацию хуже, чем в Covid кризис.

Здесь важны еще не только относительные показатели, но и скорость изменения. Так вот, наиболее резкий провал начался с марта 2022 после обострения геополитического противостояния Россия-Европа и усиления энергетического кризиса.

Скорость этого провала, т.е. трехмесячное изменение индикатора потребительского доверия в странах ЕС, демонстрирует худшую динамику за 25 лет, не считая COVID шока.

Экономический кризис гарантирован. Каждый раз, когда индикатор переходил отсечку «минус 15» и ниже - начинался кризис в Европе, без исключений – лаг 6 месяцев.

Это было в 2009, в 2012 и в 2020. Кризис 2022-2023 неминуем, причем этот кризис станет сильнейшим.

Текущий коллапс будет происходить на одновременном схождении сразу нескольких шоков – энергетический, продовольственный, долговой, структурный, внешнеполитический и внутриблоковый кризисы.

Важным отличием кризиса 2022-2023 будет то, что на этот раз пространство для маневра равно нулю. Тогда систему заливали ликвидностью из всех стволов, теперь не выйдет – долги на пределе, инфляция вышла из-под контроля.

Все очень плохо в Европе. Зона особой чувствительности – это стоимость энергии, поэтому бить нужно через газовую тему, обесточить Европу к чертям в зимний период. Вот тогда, действительно, все заиграет яркими красками.
22:27
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27 June 2022
09:49
Mikhail
The sheeny beauty of the gold-dressed sun
09:52
In brightly sea of the triumphant sky
10:39
Mikhail
The time's the servant of true love :
10:40
It crushes our foul earthly mold
10:44
And with it's deathly scythe cuts off
10:46
The loathsomel meshes of our world
10:50
And opens the eternal doors
10:50
To holy love, yet raised here
10:51
In world of false and evil force
10:52
That love so clean must always bear :
12:46
Mikhail
.........
12:46
The beaming beauty of true love
12:47
Without anger, hate and spite
12:50
Without rudeness, outrage of
12:50
Self - centred rush for own delight
22:39
Mikhail
When night comes down to dusty sky
And gives the world z frrsh new breath
And softs with dew the soil, as dry,
As quenching grain,
22:40
Relief
22:40
When night comes down to dusty sky
And gives the world a fresh new breath
And softs with dew the soil, as dry
As quenching grain that wishes relief
28 June 2022
15:59
Mikhail
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15:59
When vivid stars behold the roofs
16:11
Of our nightly hotel, I
16:15
Apart from loudly partying youths
16:16
Am searching for Your lovely eye
16:19
And when the cooled dew drops down
16:21
And make a perfect jingle, I
16:23
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16:28
All the world's destroyed by us
16:29
And most of us see not the loom
16:29
Of coming end - all drown in fuss
16:30
And hate embrace this coming doom
21:51
Mikhail
When sun goes down the sky to light
The other part of Earth, each star
Unseen at day, gleams at dark night,
Yet not as bright as sun so far!
(So dark and bleak since sun is far)
This stars are always distant, dim,
A little dead, a bit like cold,
And with the murky moon they gleam
The flaming, vivid, sunny gold!
21:57
This stars attract with their new
And lure to trust their *nightly* lush*,
Yet to my sun I'm always true,
And in the *nights of ardent* flash*.
22:06
So I am waiting sun's first(early is better coz it makes it obvious that its morn) ray
To crush this night in it's clear day
29 June 2022
12:44
Mikhail
When morning touches the sleeping Earth
With tender rays of coming day
And gives the lovely flowers mirth
Which to the bees they will convey,
And leaves in grain golden drops,
And spills the shine in farmer's berth
To wake him soft and show his corps
On fields that he made harvest-worth,
And makes some fun for his small ones
And gifts a smile on his wife's face
And adds some magic to my buns
And sends me off a muse to chase,
I think - O You're this fairy morn
In which my mirth and crop are born..!
22:38
Mikhail
When morning touches the sleeping Earth
With tender rays of coming day
And gives the lovely flowers mirth
Which to the bees they will convey,
And leaves in grain golden drops,
And spills the shine in farmer's berth
To wake him soft and show his corps
On fields that he made harvest-worth,
And makes some fun for his small ones
And gifts a smile on his wife's face
And adds some magic to my buns
And sends me off a muse to chase,
I think - O You're this fairy morn
In which my mirth and crop are born..!
22:38
25

When morning touches the sleeping Earth
With tender rays of coming day
And waters flowers with it's mirth
Which to the bees they will convey,
And leaves in grain it's golden drops,
And spills the shine in farmer's berth
To gently wake him, show his crops
On fields that he made harvest-worth,
And makes a joy for his small ones
And sparks a smile on his wife's face
And adds some magic to my buns
And sends me off a muse to chase,
I think - O You're this fairy morn
In which my mirth and crops are born..!
22:38
When night comes on the dusty sky
To soft the flame of sun in dew
And gives life to the nature, dry
And weak, I think of You

When morning feeds the cooled Earth
With golden rays of warmth and light
And to new buds gives fragrant birth,
22:38
I think that You're not night
22:38
When midday sun sends off its beam
In warm and gracious manner, I
Think that You are this lovely gleam
Of water by the sky.
You are the night, and blue, and sun,
So after Lord, You're number one..!
30 June 2022
15:58
Mikhail
26

When night comes on the dusty sky
To soft the flame of sun in dew
And gives life to the nature, dry
And weak, like me, I think it's You...
When morning feeds the cooled Earth
With golden rays of warmth and shine
And to new buds gives fragrant birth,
As to bleak me, I feel Your line.
When midday sun sends off its beam
In warm and gracious manner, I
Think that You are this lovely gleam
Of splashing water by the sky...
And then I see that in this world
I love You most beyond the Lord.
16:05
24

When sun goes down the sky to light
The other part of Earth, each star
Unseen at day, gleams at dark night,
And brightens as the sun goes far.
This stars are always distant, dim,
A little dead, a bit like cold,
And with the murky moon they gleam
The flaming, vivid, sunny gold!
This stars attract with their new
And lure to trust their nightly lush,
Yet to my sun I'm always true,
And in the nights of ardent flash.
So I am waiting Your first ray
To crush this night in it's clear day
16:06
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1 July 2022
14:37
Mikhail
When daytime labor runs me dry
While sun perspires in works above
In heated, dusty ether, I
Escape below the mirror of
The gleaming water of the sea,
Which takes my sweat from every pore
And
16:44
Mikhail
O, now the scent of Agros rose
Reminding You, teases my nose,
And now the dearness of the morning
With it's dear, gives me rude yearning,
Freshness of the waters gives me
what my pain relives
19:57
Mikhail
And in the beauty of the morn,
So much like You, not rest is born,
But strength and weakness in my yearning
Dew in the evening or the morning
19:57
And night, apart revival, gives
A pain that fighter's heart relives
2 July 2022
13:48
Mikhail
Он сидел в автобусе, а она зашла, т. к. он ей служил, а не она ему.
13:48
Чтобы не допустить её к аборту, что будет очень тяжело с убеждённый, сильной умной женщиной, я буду как суперагент - использовать пистолет, и т. д.
13:48
Она сбежит от меня, когда мы будем на людях(так как я там не могу угрожать), но я её найду потом.
13:48
When daytime labor runs me dry
While sun perspires in works above
In heated, dusty ether, I
Escape below the mirror of
The gleaming water of the sea,
Which washes tenderly my skin
And takes
13:48
And in the dearness of the morning,
Reflecting You, I find my yearning,
And in the nightly cooling dew
I wish so much, but can't You,
And in the ocean's peacuful hiss



Tease
13:48
O, now the scent of Agros rose
Reminding You, teases my nose,
And in the dearness of the morn
That gives not You, my yearn* is born,
And in the nightly cooling dew
I wish so much, but can't see You,
And in the ocean's peacuful hiss
I can't hear You, and it's abyss
Reminding You, can only tease -
So just in pray I find my peace,
In sweetest look of God's kind eyes
I feel the hue of Paradise,
But then I think - without You
I won't find peace in Heaven too!


Tease
13:48
O, now the scent of Agros rose
Reminding You, teases my nose,
And in the dearness of the morn
I find You not, so find my yearn,
And in the nightly cooling dew
I wish so much, but can't see You,
And in the ocean's peacuful hiss
I can't hear You, and it's abyss
Reminding You, can only tease -
So just in pray I find my peace,
In sweetest look of God's kind eyes
I feel the hue of Paradise,
But then I think - without You
Will I be sad in Heaven too?!
13:48
And in the dearness of the morn
I find You not, so find my yearn,
15:51
Mikhail
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O, now the scent of Agros rose
Reminding You, teases my nose,
And in the dearness of the morn
I miss my dearer one and yearn,
And in the nightly cooling dew
No more I rest but seek for You,
And in the ocean's peaceful hiss
I hear You not, and it's abyss,
Reminding You, can only tease -
So just in pray I find my peace,
In sweetest look of Jesus' eyes
I feel the touch of Paradise,
But then I think - without You
Won't I be sad in Heaven too?!
20:56
Mikhail
Amid the night's refreshing dew
I get more tired, seeking for You
20:59
And in the dearness of the morning
I miss my dear'st, so find my yearning.
21:00
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O, now the breath of Agros rose,
Reminding You, teases my nose
And in the dearness of the morning
I miss my dearer, so find yearning,
Amid the night's refreshing dew
I get more tired, seeking for You,
And in the ocean's peaceful hiss
I hear You not, and it's abyss
Reminds You with it's lively crest -
So just in pray I find my rest,
In sweetest look of Jesus' eyes
I feel the touch of Paradise,
But then I think - without You
Won't I be sad in Heaven too?!
3 July 2022
10:34
Mikhail
When I am sitting on the tops
Of Swiss imaginary mounts
And look across the gold of crops
To see the meadow which abounds
With many lively silver floods
That welcomes sheep and inky goats
And mighty tree's ;nmeasured roots
And take the stream of lively thoughts,
And I enjoy my goat's cheese
And milk in front of such a view,
And lools like I found Heaven's peace
But I did not without You :



...
10:38
I miss a part and can't be one ,
Like this great scene without sun.
23:38
Mikhail
Now when I sit on virgin tops
Of Swiss imaginary mounts
And look across the gold of crops
To feel the breath of blooming grounds
With many lively silver floods
That welcomes sheep and inky goats
With mighty tree's ;nmeasured roots
And take the stream of lively thoughts,
And I enjoy my goat's cheese
And milk in front of such a view,
It seems like I found Heaven's peace
But I did not without You :
I miss a part and can't be one ,
Like this great scene without sun.
4 July 2022
12:20
Mikhail
28

Now when I sit on virgin tops
Of Swiss imaginary mounts
And look across the gold of crops
To feel the breath of blooming grounds
With many lively silver floods
That take the stream of vagrant thoughts
And welcome tree's unmeasured roots
With whitey sheep and inky goats
While I enjoy their piquant cheese
And crispy buns in such a view,
It seems like finding Heaven's peace
But I need God and serving You :
I miss my love and can't be one ,
Like this great scene without sun!
12:29
In this poem I am moving like in A thought - illogical!
13:22
Mikhail
29


O, give me thousands planets with the grace
Of Earth, and heap me with amenity
To care 'bout nothing but lush muses chase,
And all this, will I retrieve serenity
In ample P\aradise that L\ove built not
In perfect H\eaven with no L\ord and You?
Here I will melt in joys and muses rot,
This is a world that beauty never knew!
This is a freak of errant mind's mirage,
For Love is one creator of all good,
This riot world is built on downing raj
That gives no bliss, since just assails it's root!
So I wish not this faulty happiness,
But simple love, my dear, can truly bless.

O, this we did with Earth and ere and now
Do, faster and faster to the doom do bow.

O, this we did with Earth and do till now,
Like mad, faster to our doom we bow.



O, give me thousands planets with the grace
Of Earth, and heap me with amenity
To care 'bout nothing but lush muses chase,
And all this, will I retrieve serenity
In ample Paradise that Love built not
In perfect Heaven with no Lord and You?
Here I will melt in joys and muses rot,
This is a world that beauty never knew!
This is a freak of errant mind's mirage,
For Love is one creator of all good,
This riot world is built on downing raj
That gives no bliss, since just assails it's root!
So I wish not this faulty happiness,
But simple love, my dear, can truly bless.
13:31
So I don't crave for folly happiness -
It's only love, my dear, can truly bless.
23:08
Marv Lee’s Dojo
Self-autonomy begins with self-confidence, which is an offshoot of self-conviction.

A confident person governs himself because his moral compass is internalized, and his self-esteem is completely self-determined.

Self-confidence immunizes you against the poisonous opinions of people.

Your confidence is a reflection of how you feel. If you think yourself confident, but feel insecure, they’ll just cancel out.

Quite unfortunate that society taught us to tie our confidence to how much we have or have achieved.

It is your moral duty to detach your self-worth from your possessions, external validation & societal approval.

External must-haves should only serve as a boost, the real battle is fought within - against the insecurities of your own mind.

The liberating truth is - if there’s no internal critic, the external judgement becomes harmless. It’s not what people think of you that bothers you, but the part of you that subconsciously thinks it’s true.

Confidence, like happiness, can be improved like a skill.

1) Dress better; It’s not about following trends. It’s about expressing yourself through your dress sense. Wear what makes you “feel” good.

2) Groom better; Take care of your body - Get in shape. Get a clean cut. Smell nice. As your outlook improves, your inlook will too.

3) Keep the promises you make to yourself;
Better not to make a commitment, than to not keep it. This is about integrity!
If you say you’ll do something, do it (don’t procrastinate). If you say you’ll stop doing something, stop it (don’t relapse).

4) Understand that no one is above or below you; We may all lead different lives with different power scalings, but at the core we’re all the same - clueless piles of dust on a blue dot revolving in empty space.

5) Watch how you speak about yourself, to yourself and others; Your subconscious mind is an ardent eavesdropper, she’s always listening to everything you say (mentally or verbally). Fuck your self-depreciating jokes man - the humor is tasteless & pointless...

Stay Inspired Sages
Have a great week ahead ;
5 July 2022
20:27
Mikhail
Emits a spark in his fair plans,
And lights with smile his sleepy face,
And adds some magic to his buns
And sends him off a muse to chase...
I think - O, You're this fairy morn,
Since You come not, in dark I yearn!
20:44
Mikhail
25. EDITED

When morning touches the sleeping Earth
With tender rays of coming day
And waters flowers with it's mirth
Which to the bees they will convey,
And leaves in grain it's golden drops,
And spills the shine in farmer's berth
To gently wake him, show his crops
On fields that he made harvest-worth,
Emits a spark in his fair plans,
And lights with smile his sleepy face,
And adds some magic to his buns
And sends him off a muse to chase...
I think - O, You're this fairy morn,
*Since You come not, in dark I yearn!*
6 July 2022
11:47
Mikhail
I am in gloom and there I yearn
Since you come not, my fair morn.
11:54
25. EDITED 2.0

Now morning touches the sleeping Earth
With tender rays of coming day
And waters flowers with it's mirth
Which to the bees they will convey,
And leaves in grain it's golden drops,
And spills the shine in farmer's berth
To gently wake him, show his crops
On fields that he made harvest-worth,
Emits a spark in his fair plans,
And lights with smile his sleepy face,
And adds new taste to his brunch buns
And sends him off a muse to chase...
I am in gloom and there I yearn
Since you come not, my fair morn.
13:07
Mikhail
But I'm in gloom and pray and yearn
Since You come not, my dear morn...
13:56
Mikhail
25. EDITED 2.0 ready

Now morning touches the sleeping Earth
With tender rays of coming day
And waters flowers with it's mirth
Which to the bees they will convey,
And leaves in grain it's golden drops,
And spills the shine in farmer's berth
To gently wake him, show his crops
On fields that he made harvest-worth,
Emits a spark in his fair plans,
And lights with smile his sleepy face,
And adds new taste to his brunch buns
And sends him off a muse to chase...

But I'm in gloom and pray and yearn
Since You come not, my dear morn...
16:30
Mikhail
This comfort, lush too much, is rather bane
For us, who can't hold our beast desires,
This is a tool for wise, but for us chain,
Like something for defective witless kids
21:29
Mikhail
I have no real rights for
I'm my love's true thrall.
7 July 2022
10:49
Mikhail
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13:47
Mikhail
30

Like youthful jasmine, you compound
The beaming sun with nightly dew,
With all world's jewels You abound
And every unit's scent and hue;
The wild with nous You harmonize,
And seas with mounts, and snow with sands,
And water's gleam (just like your eyes)
To show all beauty that Earth lends,
But greater treasure that you own
My eyes see not, nor pen can write
And ears not hear, so death can't down
Your heart with Your rich, deep inside:
Thus when the Earth retrieves it's spell
We'll see Your soul , freed from it's shell!
14:07
Mikhail
We'll see Your shine without this shell!
16:49
Mikhail
31

I write no more about Your soul -
This treasure goes beyond my mind,
The more I write, the less console
Myself, since greater jewels find!
Creative nature - hand of God
Has left a golden core inside
Your spirit, heart and vivid thought,
All live like floods\electric light,
And nightly jasmine, and the sea...
I can't depict, but feel the loom -
It's something more than eyes can see
And great so much, that downs my gloom...

I love You, dear, please be with me,
So that My inner eyes could see!
17:04
Mikhail
Creative nature - hand of God
Has left a golden core inside
Your spirit, heart and vivid thought,
All live like floods\electric light,
And nightly jasmine, and the sea...
I can't depict, but feel the loom -
It's something more than eyes can see
And great so much, that downs my gloom...

I love You, dear, please be with me,
So that My inner eyes could see!
8 July 2022
14:33
Mikhail
Like youthful jasmine, by nature thou compound
The beaming sun with cooling nightly dew,
With all world's myriad jewels You abound
And every unit's scent and touch and hue;
The wild with nous in You do harmonize,
And seas with mounts, and snow with sands
And water's gleam (just like thy eyes)
To show all beauty that Earth lends,
But greater treasure that Thou own
Is with my writings undescribed,
With eyes unseen, so death can't down
Your heart with all on it inscribed:
Thus when the Earth retrieves it's spell
We'll see Your heart , freed from it's shell!
14:35
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17:34
Mikhail
Like youthful jasmine, Thou compound
The beaming sun with nightly dew,
With all world's jewels You abound
And every unit's scent and hue;
The wild with nous You harmonize
And seas with mounts, and snow with sands
And water's gleam (just like thy eyes)
To show all beauty that Earth lends,
But greater treasure that Thou own
Is with my writings undescribed,
With eyes unseen, so death can't down
Your heart with all on it inscribed:
Thus when the Earth retrieves it's spell
We'll see Your heart , freed from it's shell!
20:11
Mikhail
32


In nature's miracles I see Your loom:
Like cooling night, You soft my fierce fever,
Like beaming sun, You melt my emptying gloom,
And mettle, please, and thrill and calm like either...
And You don't even speak - I now just see You
And feel the flood of joy with righteous might,
That makes me love, for love strengthens my sinew
Like wild sweet honey from a single bite;
Yet You come closer then, like rising sun,
And find in me a part to praise so freely,
And I am over-fueled with power, verses run
With thanks to God. And then You ask me - "Really?

You know me not, nor I did something for You."
- You did so much, that I don't need to know You.
9 July 2022
13:30
Mikhail
33


No real rights I ever had
Since I became my love's true thrall
Since them I'm rarical, I'm mad,
Since then I'm like a tennis ball
Between two rackets, hitting hard,
That make it go in to left or right,
Or like a pencil in one's hand
That draws beneath it's rulling might.

Between this rackets I can fly,
And draw new marvels from that hand,
While freed from all, I could just lie
And rot unused; so I do lend
Myself to love to serve it"s might
Since then I have no single right.
13:30
so I do lend
Myself to love to serve her might
And be rewarded more than right
11 July 2022
13:36
Mikhail
Sonnet 33


No true man rights I ever had
Since I became my love's true thrall,
Since them I'm radical, I'm mad,
Since then I'm like a tennis ball
Between two rackets, not that bland,
That make it go up, left or right,
Or like a pencil in keen hand
That rubs it's core, kept deep inside -
Between this rackets I can fly,
And draw new marvels with by hand,
While freed from all, I could just lie
And rot unused; so I do lend
Myself to love to serve this might,
And be rewarded more than right.



hard
bared
reward
TOUGH
LOVE
12 July 2022
14:32
Mikhail
D - electricity
With her the world can shine
In her light I write this lines
And with her power I get mine

Like electricity, so light,
You lively rush inside my room
And fill the objects with new bright
That takes a mile sway the gloom




Please still be here : beneath Your light I write this lines in deep, dark night.
15:18
Mikhail
And then You freely spill Your heat
Upon the wintry things and air,
And welcome summer' mirth in it
I throw my heavy carpets, bare
And feel Your nature and get happy vivid too
17:07
Mikhail
34

Like electricity, so light,
You lively rush inside my room
And fill all objects with new bright
That takes a mile away my gloom,
And then You freely spill Your heat
Upon the winter of my berth,
And welcome summer's mirth in it,
And from my window sparkle Earth,
And open wide my heavy door
To meet live Earth, renewed by You,
And in the night be dark no more
But sparked to light our planet too...
Yet leave me not - beneath Your shine
I write this poorly-gleaming line...



(ROOM - SOUL
WINDOW - EYE)
that takeS A MILE away
heat — heart
meeT Live
13 July 2022
09:01
Mikhail
My comfort, wish, and all my being
Deserve to serve but this great God :
My love, it's fire devours them, fleeing,
Yet those escaped, by death be rot.
11:16
Mikhail
My honor is being flamed by love,
To serve in me it's perfect world,
And so live there, runaway of
That former slowly rotting mold.
11:35
Mikhail
All left in me be love's huge fire
That flames up the more I give :
So burn me whole, and I'll go higher
Freed from what Earth will soon retrieve.
11:48
My comfort, wants, and all my being
Deserve to serve but this great God :
My love- it's fire devours them, fleeing,
Yet those escaped, by death be rot.
My honor is be flamed by love,
And serve in me it's perfect world,
And so live there, runaway of
That former slowly rotting mold,
All left in me have love's huge fire
That flames up high the more I give :
So burn me whole, and I'll go higher
Freed from the weight Earth will retrieve.
16:03
Mikhail
This pain makes love as sweet
14 July 2022
00:33
Mikhail
Now when I love, lust beauties lay
So imponent in sight of eyes
For they are blinded, runaway
And now exposed in hiding vice,
And faces, lips and sensous touches
That touch not beauty but rude wants
And serving ugly, by new judjes
Of love are finding ever bond :
Now lust stirrs not my feeble flesh -
My soul is thrilled by might of love
Which leaves my body from it's ash
To serve it as
08:51
Mikhail
To serve this love, now ripped of
The lies of earthly lust have made
To let men not see love
08:51
But none of them had sun, green, sea
Inside, all they are dead to me.
08:51
There are so many girls that too
Have smiles that beam for mile, or two,
That have deep, lovely, shining eyes
And souls too deep for only vice;
But their smiles are like star's sea,
So far and cold, which I can see
But when the sun, so warm and close,
Is leaving sky, painting it rose,
And their eyes are not your eyes,
And their souls... But what I think ?
They aren't You, compare lies :
You are the one, no more I think :
I can't depict You, nor I need :
Let by my actions love You, sweet.
08:51
37

There are so many girls that too
Have smiles that beam for mile, or two,
That have deep, lovely, shining eyes
And souls too deep for only vice;
But their smiles are like star's sea,
So far and cold, which I can see
But when the sun, so warm and close,
Is leaving sky, painting it rose,
And their eyes are not your eyes,
And their souls... But what I mean ?
They aren't You, compare lies :
You are the one, no more is seen :
I can't depict You, nor can they -
From here my work keeps my love's say.
11:07
Mikhail
35

There are so many girls that too
Have smiles that beam for mile, or two,
That have deep, lovely, shining eyes
And souls too deep for only vice;
But their smiles are like star's sea,
So far and cold, which I can see
But when the sun, so warm and close,
Is leaving sky, painting it rose,
And their eyes are not your eyes,
And their souls... But what I mean ?
They aren't You, compare lies :
You, sun, are one, no more is seen :
I can't depict You, nor can they -
From here my work keeps my love's say.
12:04
Mikhail
Our bounteous Earth lends much to You
But all this charms return to Earth
In flaming sunsets, nightly dew,
And morning silky flower's mirth
And taste of honeybees' gold boon,
And sweet of plums of virgin mounts
And seaside grassy carpets' bloom
And ocean's mystic undergrounds,
But Earth takes not what it's Lord built -
Your soul goes ever by Your own,
With Your own virtue and Your guilt
She strays between Heaven and down :
But something
12:25
Mikhail
36


Our bounteous Earth lends much to You
But all this charms return to Earth
In flaming sunsets, nightly dew,
And morning silky flower's mirth
And taste of honeybees' gold boon,
And sweet of plums of virgin mounts
And seaside grassy carpets' bloom
And ocean's mystic undergrounds,
But Earth takes not what it's Lord made :
Your soul by nature stands above
And You decide to live or fade,
To fade or find eternal Love.
But something deep in You I feel
That warmly says me that You will...
14:07
Mikhail
This ocean's hiss annoys my soul :
His troubled whistle is as drear
And sore as me without my dear,
For this I rest not on the shore.
19:37
Mikhail
37

There are so many girls that too
Have smiles that gleam this smile of You,
That have
And souls too deep for only vice;
But their smiles are like star's sea,
So far and cold, which I can see
But when the sun, so warm and close,
Is leaving sky, painting it rose,
And their eyes are not your eyes,
And their souls... But what I mean ?
They aren't You, compare lies :
You are the one, no more is seen :
I can't depict You, nor can they -
From here my work keeps my love's say.
22:36
Mikhail
37

There are so many smiles that gleam
Your only smile, and simile eyes
That
And souls too deep for only vice;
But their smiles are like star's sea,
So far and cold, which I can see
But when the sun, so warm and close,
Is leaving sky, painting it rose,
And their eyes are not your eyes,
And their souls... But what I mean ?
They aren't You, compare lies :
You are the one, no more is seen :
I can't depict You, nor can they -
From here my work keeps my love's say.
22:37
25 ENDING

But in it's shine I pray and yearn
Since You come not, my dear morn...
16 July 2022
08:40
Mikhail
Today I wish that she comes. Before, I didn't - it was so painful.
17 July 2022
12:26
Mikhail
Morn's early hour has freed the hall
From stir and noise, and throned the quiet,
The sire of thought, which from my soul
Has taken You to mind's light :
12:42
Mikhail
My feelings glowed, and boiled yearning,
Some power pulled me like a mad -
Around Your table I was turning
And every minute fell more sad
13:12
Mikhail
Since You're a thousand walls away
Existing somewhere, yet not here...
And by this thousand walls I lay
Beneath my heavy thoughts I tear,
And can't elope from them, so drear,
And in hall's high ceiling I peer
To see there You, and try to hear
You, wait You somehow to appear...
Until, like spark, a mind so dear
Appears to break my painful state,
And like a beaming from beyond
It lights a hope : "You have to wait",
Which lightens all good to be found,
And floods it's joy to dew my soul,
So dried and heated by my pain,
And then Earth's lamps do light the hall
Which gets by fuss conqueror'd again,
And then I see, that this thought even
Might be sent to me from Heaven
13:59
Mikhail
Morn's early hour has freed the hall
From stir and noise, and throned the quiet,
The sire of thought, which from my soul
Has taken You to mind's light :
My feelings glowed, and boiled yearning,
Some power pulled me like a mad -
Around Your table I was turning
And every minute fell more sad
Since You're a thousand walls away
Existing somewhere, yet not here...
And by this thousand walls I lay
Beneath my heavy thoughts I tear,
And can't elope from them, so drear,
And in hall's high ceiling I do peer
To see there You, and try to hear
You, wait You somehow to appear...
Until, like spark, a mind so dear
Appears to break my painful state,
And like a beaming from beyond
It lights a hope : "You have to wait",
Which lightens all good to be found,
And floods it's joy to dew my soul,
So dried and heated by my pain,
And then Earth's lamps do light the hall
Which gets by fuss conqueror'd again,
And then I see, that this thought even
Might have been sent to me from Heaven
15:04
Mikhail
I sought for peace in nature,
I sought for rest with her,
She gave but a creature
With all I looked for:)
15:08
I sought for peace in nature,
I sought for rest with her,
She did only feature
Love - what I looked for:)
18 July 2022
13:44
Mikhail
On Earth my love is made of lead
By laws of evil, throned by us,
But with my death I will be freed
From gravity, and upwards pass :
I'll see the world where love is throned
And no more chained by Earthly weight,
And men of love be no more stoned
But flying on wings on love and faith;
Yet I am still on Earth, morbid,
Depraved by it's tyrannous Lord
That wear on their last hope lead...
But O! Death soon will draw it's sword -
And who will pass Earth's pains of love
Will be rewarded well above!
19:59
Mikhail
38

On Earth my love is made of lead
By laws of evil, throned by us,
But with my death I will be freed
From gravity, and upwards pass :
I'll find the world where love is throned
And no more chained by earthly weight,
And men of love are no more stoned,
But fly on wings of love and faith;
Yet I am still on Earth, morbid,
Depraved by it's tyrannous lord
Who chains his only hope with lead...
But O! Death soon will draw it's sword -
And who will pass Earth's pains of love
Will be rewarded well above!
19 July 2022
00:43
Mikhail
That poets dead sweat on their text
To make our world a bit more fair :
And on their way we're comin next
To cast the hope of our heir.
20 July 2022
14:26
Mikhail
Our world, already with his crash
Negotiating on doom's edge,
Gives us a chance in empty ash
A better kingdom bravely pledge.
14:38
Our world, already with his crash
Negotiating on doom's edge,
Gives us a chance to bravely pledge
A better kingdom in bare ash.
14:59
Mikhail
And one good line will pour the base,
Another build defensive walls,
Which all good minds will firmly brace
And call in keen, though tired souls.
15:06
O, Poet Live, there's so much toil -
Come, sow a seed on this bare soil!
15:07
Those poets dead sweat on their text
To make our world a bit more fair :
And on their path we're goin' next
To prove their hopes and make best heir.
Our world, already with his crash
Negotiating on doom's edge,
——
Gives us a chance to bravely pledge
A better kingdom in bare ash.
And one good line will pour the base,
Another build defensive walls,
Which all good minds will firmly brace
And call in keen, though tired souls.
O, Poet Live, there's so much toil -
Come, sow a seed on this bare soil!
17:45
Mikhail
Watermellon.
23 July 2022
08:10
Marv Lee’s Dojo
A common deterrent people face with productivity is that they overestimate intensity & underestimate consistency.

Little efforts everyday compound to great results long-term...

Want to learn a difficult skill? Practice 1 hour everyday.

Want to become more eloquent? Write for 15 minutes everyday.

Want to get fitter? Train 30 minutes everyday.

Want to become calmer? Meditate 20 minutes everyday.

A person who reads for 10 minutes everyday will be more knowledgeable than someone who reads for 5 hours once every 3 months.

Inconsistency negates progress.

You need daily iterations, however small, to master or succeed at anything...
14:22
Mikhail
All myriad beauty's brows around,
All lips and hair, and all things so
Have melted in my eye, like ground
Melts in the sight of brilliant's glow.
14:22
Now girls are men, like men are girls,
All they are stars in rays of sun
That sends it's beam to thousands pearls
That lie on ground, glraming it dun.
14:22
But unlike sun, You will not set :
When Earth will take what it did lend
It will not take Your soul, which lets
Your outward shine without end.
14:23
39
Those poets dead sweat on their text
To make our world a bit more fair -
And on their path we're goin' next
To lend some hope for our heir :
Our world, already with his crash
Negotiating on doom's edge,
——
Gives us a chance to bravely pledge
A better kingdom in bare ash.
And one good line will pour the base,
Another build defensive walls,
Which all good minds will firmly brace
And call in keen, though tired souls :
O, Poet Live, there's so much toil -
Come, sow a seed In this bare soil!
14:23
But unlike sun, You will not set :
When Earth will take what it did lend
It will not take Your soul, which lets
Your beauty shine without end...
So not 'till 50 but forever
You are the sun, fell not in time's river!!!!
25 July 2022
13:37
Mikhail
My morbid angrer rudely flamed,
Enroaching on my heart and love,
Untill You lighted me
13:37
You are like sleep, which gently touches
With it's sweet rest my weary flesh,
And turns around me, quickly cathes
Me falling in it's silky mesh!
13:37
And after half an our with You
A morning rises in my mind :
In warming rays and cooling dew
Heart's fragrant flower new life find!
13:37
And with new power in my arms
I stand to serve my love - my lord,
13:37
I wan't to sleep! My dear, good night :
Please fuel me up with light and might!
13:37
You are like sleep, who gently touches
With it's sweet rest my weary flesh,
And turns around me, quickly cathes
Me falling in it's silky mesh!
And after half an our with You
A morning rises in my mind :
In warming rays and cooling dew
Heart's fragrant flowers fresh birth find!
And with new power in my arms
I stand to serve my love - my lord,
Go through the way of pain and charms
And seeing ill, I draw my sword !
13:37
I'm tired and sleepy, for so much
I did not feel Your resting touch!
13:37
I'm tired and sleepy, for so long
I didn't hear this sweet rest tongue!
13:37
40
Your speech's like sleep, who gently touches
My weary flesh with sweet repose
And twining 'round me, briskly catсhes
Me, falling in it's silky clothes!
And after half an our with You
A morning rises in my mind :
In warming rays and cooling dew
Heart's fragrant flowers nascence find!
And with new power in my arms
I stand to serve my love - my lord,
Go through the way of pain and charms
And when meet grief, recall Yours word!..
I'm wounded, haggard - for so long
I didn't hear this sweet rest's tongue!

Your speech's like sleep, who gently touches
With it's sweet rest my weary flesh,
And twines around me, quickly catсhes
Me falling in it's silky mesh!

nest - a person's snug or secluded retreat.

recall YourS WORD
16:41
Mikhail
I feel Your presence somewhere close :
A feeling, beautiful and queer,
Fills all my essence, leaving thrill
19:01
Mikhail
O, What a folly errant thought to run for joys
O, plain, rough, mad, rude, perjured wants!
Yet leaded by the blinding lie, like fooled boys
We follow it and jump right in the devil's bonds :
Do You expect great comfort from his hands?
His hands are luring You to him where he torments!
19:19
Mikhail
My dear, let's leave the city, grey
And casted with the lead of greed
And all ill vice that here do sway,
Enthroned by men who're building it!
In raging streams of lukewarm others
We all get washed in one wan mass
Which our inside coolly smothers
And downs in stream of aimless fuss
19:31
Lets see the wildlands, where great sense
Lies by the hand of it's creator :
There we find peace in his defense,
But no in hands of our ... senator...
19:36
There we may find the man's true form :
His fair mind and heart, still warm.
19:38
41
My dear! Let's leave the city, grey
And casted with the lead of greed
With all things low that here do sway,
Enthroned by men WHO'RE building it!
In raging streams of lukewarm others
We all get washed in one wan mass
Which our inside coolly smothers
And downs in stream of aimless fuss...
Lets see the wildlands, where great sense
Lies by the hand of it's creator :
There we find peace in his defense,
But no in hands of our ... senator...
There we may find the man's true form :
His fair mind and heart, still warm.
26 July 2022
15:33
Mikhail
I wrote some witty message to a friend
That never lived, though lines addressed to him
Were gilded with so many minds so elegant
And shone with knowledge of my well-known theme,
Then sent it to another contact ( by a chance!),
The one which burned the screen and blind my eye
So blinded I have sent my brain's chords of glance
To her in hope of any her reply....

lance
glance
15:48
Mikhail
The next two hours I didn't rest my phone :
My shaking hand opened and closed our chat,
Until in view of her two words my shaking gone,
And open'd wide my heart, with heaviness shut :
Those little words were two suns in the night,
So light a sweet, which warmed : "haha alright"!
15:48
I wrote some witty message to a friend
That never lived, though lines addressed to him
Were gilded with so many minds so elegant
And shone with knowledge of my well-known theme,
Then sent it to another contact ( by a chance!),
The one which burned the screen and blind my eye
So blinded I have sent my brain's chords of glance
To her in hope of any her reply....
The next two hours I didn't rest my phone :
My shaking hand opened and closed our chat,
Until in view of her two words my shaking gone,
And open'd wide my heart, with heaviness shut :
Those little words were two suns in the night,
So light a warm, which say : "haha alright"!
16:23
Mikhail
I wrote a message, gilt with wit, to such a friend
That never lived on Earth, though words addressed to him
Were riched with heaps of minds so elegant
And shone with knowledge of my well-known theme,
Then sent it to another contact ( by a chance!),
The one which burns the screen and blinds my eye,
And added"Not to You", though new this in advance
To her in hope of any her reply....
The next two hours I didn't rest my phone :
My shaking hand opened and closed our chat,
Until in view of her two words my shaking gone,
And open'd wide my heart, with heaviness shut :
Those little words were two suns in the night,
So light a warm, which say : "haha alright"!
16:28
42
I penned a witty message to a friend
Who never lived, though words addressed to him
Were gilt with thoughts and views so elegant
And shone with knowledge of my well-known theme,
Then sent it to another contact ( by a chance!),
The one which burns the screen and blinds my eye,
And added "Not to You", though knew all in advance,
And sat in hope of any her reply....
The next two hours I didn't rest my phone :
My shaking hand just launched and closed our chat,
Until in view of her two words my shaking gone,
And gave way to my heart, in darkness shut:
Those two small words were two big suns at night,
So light and warm, that beam : "haha alright"!
23:25
Mikhail
Sonnet 43 - "Forgive me, I am crazy" :::
27 July 2022
15:21
Mikhail
Yet those two vivid suns are so much burning
Deep in me, that deepen in my yearning,
And those warm rays are so much kind and pleasing,
That their brisk short shine's already teasing,
And our meets are so much short in date
That from the first our meet till now they bait,
And texts You write are short to span my feel,
And looks You throw and take back are so chill,
15:41
Mikhail
And yet they live in me and warm my soul,
Sometimes too much, make thinking of my toll,
And yet I thank You much for all what You have given :
No matter it was short, but brightly liven -
I thank You for those words, so bright like stars,
"haha" like Venus, and "alright" like the Mars.
16:38
Mikhail
43
Yet those two vivid suns are so much burning
Deep in me, that deepen in my yearning,
And those warm rays are so much kind and pleasing,
That their brisk short shine's already teasing,
And our meets are so much short in date
That from the first our meet till now they bait,
And texts You write are short to span my feel,
And looks You throw and take back are so chill,
And yet they live in me and warm my heart,
At times so, that finds outburst in art,
And yet I thank You much for all what You have given :
No matter it was short, but brightly liven -
I thank You for those words, so bright like stars,
"haha" like Venus, and "alright" like the Mars.
28 July 2022
11:05
Mikhail
Now I should pass this wrong affection (No!
It is not wrong!), and with my eyes on sky,
For higher levels (Hah, how?) with zeal go,
And...(With this love in me I can't go high!
My love is like a sea, too deep to move,
That none can dry, and no one should!) Then spill
This sea around all people (No!
My love,
My sea only wide if I will try to
11:51
Mikhail
No, I must end this ride on love so wild
Which brings me pain, not giving good to others,
Not good but my destruction is it's child
That clings on me as his feed-giving father.
14:43
Mikhail
44
Like little kids, we rush from father's hands
To luring baits, not looking much ahead
But blinded by the glance that darkness lends
We come in there and find the lights there dead,
Yet can't go back, already caught in cages,
And call our father's hand to take us back,
And father comes himself, not sending pages,
And with himself he cuts a way through black;
Yet we got mad too much in darkness' reign
And still rot there, in heavy lays of ill
Which push us lower, where our doom is lain.
I see You don't accept upon yourself this will
But trying to get away, You only mire :
And none gets off himself - give Your hand to sire.
29 July 2022
00:10
Mikhail
Did You once feel the flood of cold, fresh water
That livens up the dried and haggard flesh,
Or bite of mead when hunger makes You totter,
Or kissed by sleep, falling in it's mesh?
00:27
Mikhail
O! Something of a mixture, close to this
I feel when read Your message, hear or see You :
This thrill with comfort deep, abyss of bliss,
So queer delight that makes me move my sinew,
And changes me whole in these unmeasured moments,
And powers like no daily needa can do
00:47
Mikhail
Yet more than needs unmet, without You torments
10:35
Mikhail
*And keeps so tired, dry and totting too
10:58
Mikhail
45
Did You once feel the flood of cold, fresh water
That livens up the dried and haggard flesh,
Or bite of mead when hunger makes You totter,
Or kissed by sleep, falling in it's mesh?
O! Somewhat of a mixture, close to this
I feel when read Your message, hear or see You :
This thrill with comfort deep, abyss of bliss,
So queer delight that makes me move my sinew,
And changes me whole in those unmeasured moments,
And powers like no meeting needs can do;
Yet more than needs unmet, without You torments
And more than needs makes always seek for You :
Thus You're, my sun, one greater need of mine
That makes food taste, sleep rest, and all Earth shine.
30 July 2022
14:09
Mikhail
You are a star, a glaring one,
Yet not for me, since I know sun.
15:23
Mikhail
Do lure me not in raging seas of lust :
I have the light that shows me all ahead -
Not mind, that with mad lust alone is dead,
But mind with Love, who all attempts has passed.
22:06
Mikhail
O, Thou, blind passion, raging beast of lust,
You show so much, give nothing, take true love,
And leave me robbed and bare in this sight of
All sweet I had till Thou, who turned it past.
22:15
Rage fire of lust, thou flame all sweet I had
And turn it into ash in fleeting moments,
Thy image joys, thy real face but torments,
And burns a void in me that makes me mad.
31 July 2022
11:49
Mikhail
O, raging flame of lust, thy flame allures
To fall in it, but what I find in flame?
There I find doom and emptiness of yours
Who makes men mad in fiery eyes of blame.
12:22
Mikhail
A man has but one lady in his thought :
An altered mind says : " his true form has rot".
13:11
Mikhail
Some loathsome hate with burning thoughts of lust
Together made a unit, ill too much,
But little to our love - Your image fast
Decayed this rot things with Your eyes' sweet touch.
17:17
Mikhail
When night behold the heated tops
Of the mount hotel where we met,
And shines with stars like silver drops,
I search in them Your eyes, like mad!
I fall asleep beneath the stars
And dreams lead to the same place :
I try to find You in the bars
Of nightly hotel, and I chase
Every person, turn his face,
And see that she's not You, o no!
And wet with tears my crazy go,
And look at every person here,
And try to find Your lovely room
And when I found, I see Your loom,
But it's not You, oh painful fear!
And then the noice of father's car
Takes me away from here so far,
So far away from where my soul
Is left in mountain Limassol,
And I wake up and smell my sweat,
And with some tears make it more wet,
And run away from painful bed,
And in the loo I shake my head,
And someone knocking on the door,
I eat my tears, escape the loo,
And check my chats, coz maybe You
Decided to write something now,
But You did not, and I do bow
To colled floors and lift my head :
"I do believe in You, my Lord,
You see all this, so I won't pled -
Plese hold the world as You do hold
Plese do what You consider right,
In You there's much more mind and light,
But help me please, I'm feeling pain"
I didn't end, but feel now hope
Is wetting with revivng rain
The empty fields that I must cope,
"O thank You!.." - yet my pray is cut
1 August 2022
10:15
Mikhail
Imagine me - the slave of his own love
Has his nose chained to his own Jasmine's bloom,
And his eyes chained to jewels, laid above
The paint of night, where he sees his loved's loom :
O, this great gems don't make a half of her!
She has the rose and Jasmine, morn and night
In harmony of fruits of Equador,
And mystery to big for my mind's sight.
10:29
He lauds the Giver more than what he gives -
He gifts her, mind and love, to such a dill!
And thousands times could chide Him what here lives
Yet He keeps Heaven for them open still!
Then it is time to sleep - he jumps the bed,
But since the moonbeam lights it, he'll sleep bad!
11:06
Mikhail
Sonnet 46
Imagine me - the slave of his own love,
Has his nose chained to his dear Jasmine's bloom,
And his eyes chained to jewels, laid above
The night's canvas, where he sees his love's loom :
"O, this great gems don't make a half of her!
(And flies up, having his heart chained to her...)
She has dear Rose and Jasmine, morn and night
In harmony of fruits of Ecuador!
And mystery to big for my mind's sight..."

He lauds the Giver more than what He gives -
He gifts her, mind and love, to such a dill!
And thousands times could ire Him what here lives
Yet He keeps Heaven for us open still!
And then time bends to sleep - he jumps the bed,
But moon wants to say something - he'll sleep bad!

And then time bends to sleep - he jumps in berth
But with heart chained to love, gets up from Earth.
2 August 2022
07:14
Marv Lee’s Dojo
The average man spends his life emptying what always fills itself up (his balls), and filling up what always up empties itself (his belly).

The vast majority are perpetually lost between these two biological impulses.

Your spiritual maturity is inversely proportional to your desire for pleasure...
10:16
Mikhail
Sonnet 46
Imagine me - the slave of his own love,
Has his nose chained to his dear Jasmine's bloom,
And his eyes chained to jewels, laid above
The night's canvas, where he sees his love's loom,
And flies up, having his heart chained to her...
She has dear Rose and Jasmine, morn and night
In harmony of fruits of Ecuador!
And mystery to big for my mind's sight..."

He lauds the Giver more than what He gives -
He gifts her, mind and love, to such a dill!
And thousands times could ire Him what here lives
Yet He keeps Heaven for us open still!
And then time bends to sleep - he jumps the bed,
But moon wants to say something - he'll sleep bad!
17:00
Mikhail
"You can't serve both God and Money"

"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes?
26
Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?
27
Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life [2] ?
28
"And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin.
29
3 August 2022
13:44
Mikhail
You cannot serve both God and Money -
My bosom's book of law says me.
So I'll eat locusts with wild honey
13:49
And then time bends to sleep - he jumps to berth
But with heart chained to love, gets up from Earth.
5 August 2022
16:51
Mikhail
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17:07
Mikhail
O, sinful beast, for what You hope in Heaven
When all Your flesh is turned but outright down,
And soul, it's main mover, doesn't even
Try to look up, all in Devil's own..?
6 August 2022
08:40
Mikhail
What You expect to see when death will take You,
If death deserves to take You to her hold,
And not return to Heaven, but to bake You
In many flames of sins that You
23:19
Mikhail
All pain of us comes from our own weak state -
We suffer for we can't get from the net,
But some more strength coil
23:19
https://www.instagram.com/deanna.jj/
23:28
https://www.instagram.com/_pathan_mimicboy_/
23:30
https://www.instagram.com/artission_/
23:31
https://www.instagram.com/killua._.kunn/
7 August 2022
17:05
Mikhail
My Lord, I thank You for the lady I am given!
You are the one who made me live and opened heaven,
And gave the one who can revive
17:19
O, thank You, Lord, for life and open Heaven,
For You could always close it for such beasts,
And thank You much for lady that I'm given
For she,like sun, dries my heart's deadly mists.
You gave two suns for such a dirty being -
The one that feeds all Earth with joyful strenght,
And one that does the same but lakh times stronger,
With blindidng shine of this eternal length
That You have made,
8 August 2022
10:33
Mikhail
O, thank You, Lord, for making such a girl
Who strengthens Love in dried heart of mine :
You are the Sun, and made a bijou pearl
That briskly gleams around Your perfect shine!
12:19
Mikhail
I'm just a man, can I soar to Sky's gate?
I will be blown away like dust from houses chaste,
But by Lord's mighty hand I can be raised
To His Great State and be not blown straight :
So don't look at His sky without true faith!
12:42
Mikhail
Without it we're nothing more than waste
Of always fulfilled Devil's loathsome taste -
We're always baited - I not overstate :
13:04
Mikhail
But we got mad enough to see this not,
Our Heart's about to die - it's no more warm,
We, tied in baits, can't even look at sky,
But as for devil's taste we lower fall and rot
Just by hell's mouth, bit upper than it's worm -
Is it from here I got the nerve to fly?
13:05
I am just a man and cant reaCH SKY MYSELG
without God I am noyhing, what happened to us -
Can we reach dky from this state?
13:08
47 (MILTONIC)
Chained to sin's lead, can I soar to Sky's gate?
Or I'll be blown away like dust from houses chaste,
But by Lord's mighty hand I can be raised
To His Great State and be not thrown out straight :
So don't look at His sky without true faith!
Without it we're nothing more than waste
Of always fulfilled Devil's loathsome taste -
We're always baited - I not overstate :
But we got mad enough to see this not,
Our Heart's about to die - it's no more warm,
We, tied in baits, can't even look at sky,
But as for devil's taste we lower fall and rot
Just by hell's mouth, by it's revelling worm -
Is it from here I got the nerve to fly?
13:24
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16:41
Mikhail
48(MILTONIC)
O, where did I find something to be proud
Of me, ay me! all me and what I own
I do own not - all this wouldn't be known
If God haven't created and allowed
All great for what I'm praised and now cry loud!
Forswear Your heavy hubris that weighs down
My muse and her fair mother Love... O, clown!
Again I say it's "mine" : I'm just endowed,
But solely in my hands it wouldn't live!
"All Yours is what belongs alone to you",
And none I made is purely made by me...
So where I found in things that God did give
That pride that makes me boast more than I do?
Do glory God, some of his deeds You see:
19:18
Mikhail
47 (MILTONIC) 2.0
Chained to sin's lead, can I soar to Sky's gate?
I'll tie more in this bug, skirring in haste,
But by Lord's mighty hand I can be raised
To His Great State and be not thrown out straight :
So don't look at His sky without true faith!
Without it we're nothing more than waste
Of always fulfilled Devil's loathsome taste -
We're always baited - I not overstate :
But we got mad enough to see this not,
Our Heart's about to die - it's no more warm,
We, tied in baits, can't even look at sky,
But by his will fall lower and do rot
Just by hell's mouth, by it's revelling worm -
Or is it here I got some wings to fly?
9 August 2022
09:41
Mikhail
Они были очень разными... Но у них было только одно общее... Они вставали в 5:57.
[Захватывающий вид - рассвет на море, тишина и умтротворение] [на этом виде загорелось отражение телефона, на нем 5:57, будильник играет another one bites the dust, то есть это было широкое и чистое окно. На отражении видно лампу. Шведский уют от лампы] Окно откоыват чопорный, высокий парень с холодным лицом и твердыми чертами на лице] на кухне он ест то, что приготовила служанка. Три яица, зелень, хлеб. Делает отжимания. Ссора с отцом (он оч любит отца, а отец его нет, и он стремится быть как отец во всем - быть деловым, занятым, четким). Это рождает ссору, и Герою приидется ехать на автобусе. Красивое, холодное утро. {Утро Антона покажем на след. день, когда его жизнь уже придёт в "перекос"}
В автобусе мало людей, но на Антона напали хулиганы. Артур выпускает злость на отца и крошит морду одному из них. Обоих выгоняют из автобуса.
Они встретились.
" а научи меня драться, как ты!"
- " иди в sportlands"
- да на что, там двадцать долларов месяц стоит"
- хаха (артут смеётся)
- се тц смеешься - сам то вон, богатый. А ты их побил, они за мной придут, тем самым ты на меня навлек беду.
- да дам тебе я двадцать долларов;
- ну давай.
-[но отец ему не давал, а Ар хотел быть идеальным сыном, поэтому не смел просить]
- не дам, прости.
- Ахты га.. Дай телефон, чтоб эти с тобой разговаривали когда меня найдут, понял?
- оставь меня, я тебе помог м дальше твоё дело.
- бессердечный!
... Молчание глубокое...
-вот мой телефон. Иди ты!
Ар с умным видом уходит. Но перед сном вспоминает и повторяет повторяет "бессердечный, бесскрдечный" - "слишком сердечный, разбила сердце" бессердечный"
В порыве гнева звонит Ан, и говорит : приходи завтра ко мне, драться тебя научу" скинул ссылку и лег спать.
Ан закидал его благодарственныси смайлами, как добродушный, а Ар отключил телефон, лег,... И посмеялся!
09:41
Он его позвал на семь утра. Ан встаёт в 5:57 в своих бомжовских усадьбах (его полудом назвали усадьбой, на ней табличка из картона висит такая)
И чудаклвато молится - Бог, надеюсь... Ты есть. Делая все дальше... Ты же есть, я чувствую! Кто ты?Но...
Слишит вопль пьяного папаши и резко прерывается.
Съел что-то и пошёл по холодному утру в богатую часть города
Ан на эмоциях врезал Ару так, что тот забыл свои методики, и рпзвязалась наст. драка. Потом Ар его чуть не нокаутировал, потом они аыбились из сил, и когда прислуга увидела их "морды"... Тут же усадила их в богатый зал локоть к локтю и давай лечить как может...
09:41
Они снова вместе. Есть шанс рассказать о своих жизнХ
09:41
Чет мы с тобой как мальчики бьемся. Че ты так рахозлися на меня?
-я не бессердечный.
- так сказал бы м все, че ты такой комплексный
- да пока в морду не даш не примете. И ты не один такой который все и так понимает. Все такие.
- а че у тебя с сердцем, а? А,, вижу.
- ничо ты не видишь
09:41
[Ар в тюрьме женского воспитания - отцу плевать на него а мать его держит в чёрном теле с американской улыбкой и называет "светлячок"]
09:41
- а ты в какой школе учился?
09:41
Да Я в тюрьме а не в школе. Дома учась.
09:41
[Вспомнмил аро свою школу]Ну а мне пора. Можно взять там...персик?
09:41
Бери

Ан взял пять персиков и убежал
09:41
Из окна кричит, когда ан ушёл :
Приходи завтра!

В школе в него вливали бесполезную информацию, и только на уроке математики был хороший, прекрасный учитель... Он давал детям думать, на его доске волшебным образов формы сами появлялись и ясчезали и превращались одна в другую с такой понятной и простой логике, с которой учитель объяснял детям как прекрасно жить :
"Достаточно один нас впустить зубы в пкрсик ,прожевать мякогть и выдавить неповторимый сок, чтобы жизнь была невероятной!"
10:13
Mikhail
Вечером Ан пошёл вместо домашки смотреть на закат на Холме. [Его зрущобы в пригороде]
Сел в место, куда никто не ходил, и смотрит там на закат в цветах...
Пошёл справить нужду, и неожиданно встречает Ар. Он показывает ему своё и место, и Ар открывает что-то новое в своей душе......
Как ты нашёл это место?
-да ходил здесь много, вместо домашки..
- домашка
- да нет в домашке ничего нужного. Школа учит слерлму подчинению и вкачивает факты без их понимания, отбивая любую охоту самому изучать и влсрринимать!
- кто сказал?
- я. А здесь есть великий смысл, здесь что-то и вправду есть... Чувствуешь?
-Да...
- а что чувствуешь?
- не знаю, но это чтоту приятное. Что-то ьольшое. Чтото живое.Я мечтал пожить одному, в природе... В Лесу..
- в Лесу?
-Да... Но мен мать никуда отпускают ! Я люблю отца, но... Впрочем неважно... Даже сюда я пришёл в тайне от мамы!
-К что с отцом? Он тебе сердце разбил?
- НЕВАЖНЛ, СКЗАЛ ЖЕ! да вам ничего словами не понять.
-Ладнлл...
...
-ты здесь живёшь?
-рядом усадьба.
-а знаешь, мы с школой скоро в Лес поедем!
- в тот самыйю? Когда? Подожди, почему ты не говлрил?
- да я только что узнал что ты мкчтаешь там побывать.
- когда? А мне можно поехаиьь?
25того... Я спрлшу у учительницы, можно ли кого-нибудь взять.
- да меня мать не отпустит в такую даль...
-да брось, тебе уже скоро восемнадцать, не говори ей ничего.
- встретимся завтра после школы, не забудь спросить у учительницы, когда у вас поездка
- ага, а почему ьы так хочешь в Лес?
- а почему тебе так нравится здесь?
- ты сам чувствуешь, здесь есть жизнь, здесь есть смысл... Здесь я могу быть живым человеком, здесь я чувствую все сильно и правильно, а не рриглушеннл, как нас в школе учат. Ведь есть такая сила, есть она, которая всем управляет, и она нас доступна, и вообще... Ты веришь что есть Бог?
-Нет...
- а что ты чувствуешь в Лесу
- я там не был. Но там как будто бы моя душа...
- Душа! Именно! Она где-то здесь живёт, а там, в городе, она задыхается, мы иссыхаем, терякм форму, обтекаемся в ьушующих потоках толпы, смываемся в ьксформенную серую гладкую массу!
[Телефон]
Мать говорит как тот кто смывает в гладкую бесформенную массу,
-Мне пора. Не забудь про..
- твою душу, забытую в лесу;
- пора
- пока!
Ан остался размышлять о душах и Боге на закате
Зажглачь первая звезда. Он пошёл домой
10:13
Когда они говорят наедине, о задцшевных темах, вся грубость вдруг исчезает, и остаётся только нежность и любовь!
12:43
Mikhail
Биолог запретил брать друзей в поездку, ведь это...
Ан ожидал увидеть киcлое лицо Ара, но именно такие люди как Ар выкидывают сюрпризы, которыъ и от Анов не ожидают.
Ар сказал решительно, как будто всё было ужерешено : Всё равно мы пойдём туда сами. В субботу. Ты должен увидеть это, нет, почувствовать это. Подробности скину ночью.
12:44
Чем дальше, тем быстрее
12:44
Ночь наступила. Ар написал
15:50
Mikhail
Your eyes are lovely glowing black agates
But much more brisk than costly lifeless gems,
Their glad vivacity wide divagates, -she speaks short
And draws my sight, that Thy face often hems ; - i long
"The eyes are windows to the soul" - I try
To see Your soul, covert by You from mine,
And feel it deep as sea or Eastern sky,
Lit by the fires that deeper in You shine ;


In early morn, when sun touches sleepy Earth,
Alarm wakes me, and I look at Your eyes:
They fuel my with affection, vigor, mirth
And help in toils until the next sunrise...

This hair, thine hair...I've never touched such hair,
They harmonize with eyes like kindness with men's souls.
So when I see like hair, my feelings flare,
To leave warm love, when I see they're not Yours:
I thank You, Lord, for making such a girl,
Who gleams Your perfect shine, like one black pearl!


COSTLY — LIFELESS
THIS
17:01
Mikhail
Covert ED?
23:40
Mikhail
Such tender thing like Love, in our World
Is rough and leaden, painful, hard to follow,
Because here minus switched with plus : our lord
Is not true good but deadly baiting sorrow...
23:51
Sonnet 49
Thine eyes are lovely glowing black agates
But much more brisk than costly lifeless(soulless)gems,
Their glad vivacity wide divagates,
And draws my sight, that thy face often hems ;
"The eyes are windows to the soul" - I try
To see thy soul, that You conceal from mine,
And feel it deep as sea or Eastern sky,
Lit by the fires that deeper in you shine ;
Our souls are endless, then Your sight is so?
Then endlessly my sight is set to Thine:
As every morning sun's caresses glow,
I look in Th'eyes - their caress is more fine...
I thank You, Lord, for making such a girl,
Who gleams Thy perfect shine, like one black pearl!


COSTLY — LIFELESS
THIS

In early morn, when sun touches sleepy Earth,
Alarm wakes me, and I look at Your eyes:
They fuel my with affection, vigor, mirth
And help in toils until the next sunrise...

This hair, thine hair...I've never touched such hair,
They harmonize with eyes like kindness with men's souls.
So when I see like hair, my feelings flare,
To leave warm love, when I see they're not Yours:
10 August 2022
10:05
Mikhail
Sonnet 49
Thine eyes are lovely glowing black agates
But much more brisk than costly lifeless gems,
Their glad vivacity wide divagates,
And draws my sight, that thy face often hems ;
"The eyes are windows to the soul" - I try
To see thy soul, that You conceal from mine,
And feel it deep as sea or Eastern sky,
Lit by the fires that deeper in you shine ;
Our souls are endless, then Your sight is so?
Then endlessly my sight is set to thy:
When every morning sun's caresses glow,
I find more joy and vigor in thine eye...
I thank You, Lord, for such a black-eyed girl,
Who gleams Thy perfect shine, like one black pearl!
11:24
Mikhail
Such light, warm, tender, thing like Love
We put in that same stuffy room of word
With lust, that Love's true nature did remove
And under her sweet guise makes minds blurred
To jump it's raging flood that holds his prey
Till gates of hell, where he throws in it's deep
11:35
This is what Lust's red lips will never say,
And that's for what You, done and thrown, will weep (DONE—DOWN THROWN)
11:51
Mikhail
So know where joy and sweetness lies, and life,
And where this caustic grief, and painful doom,
Sweet-lying in your face, holding a knife,
That errant tongue put with Love in one room
11:55
Sonnet 50
Such light, warm, tender, thing like Love
We put in that same stuffy room of word
With lust, that Love's true nature did remove
And under her sweet guise makes weak minds blurred
To jump it's raging flood that holds his prey
Till gates of hell, where he throws in it's deep -
This is what Lust's red lips will never say,
And that's for what You, done and thrown, will weep (DONE—DOWN THROWN)
So know where joy and sweetness lies, and life,
And where this caustic grief, and painful doom,
Sweet-lying in your face, holding a knife,
That errant tongue with Love put in one room...
And keep your tongue as ready as Your heart :
One day our foul flesh will go apart.
14:07
Mikhail
И вот мы пришли к теме, о которой я более всего хотел сказать. Чем дальше, тем больше я убеждабсь в том, что она "моя", " плоть от плоти моей и кровь от крови моей". Такое ведь не каждой скажешь в трезваос уме, хотя красивых девушек так много. Но для меня они уже не красивы. Для меня они... Лучше приведу строки, которые совсем недавно написал:

"Вы как слепящие все звёзды в тёмный час -
Но я ослеп от солнца и не вижу вас..."
16:05
Mikhail
Each man I met has his good shine inside,
The problem is that we are blind too much
By our pride and darkness on our side
That can't discover it and merely judge...
11 August 2022
18:53
Mikhail
51
A dirty nothingness without You, Lord,
Forgive my dirtiness, and fill my naught
With Your true spirit, love, and draw my sword
To all what made Your child's essence rot
And move Your spirit from this drying clay,
Do give me love... eternal, Heaven's love,
So bright and fair like stars, and warm like day,
Yet painful on this Earth, for we all move
The plus with minus, so move the world to hell,
Enthroning it, and crucifying God -
So help me throne You, Love, and to bear well
It's lead, by us, God-killers wrought,
For we know too that Heaven is as sweet
As thousand times our earthly love's fair deed.

For we know too that Heaven is as sweet
As thousand times our earthly love You seed.
23:02
Mikhail
He bend his knees and slowly bowed his heavy head to the floor. The robbers continued their do. Then his head fast turned up, a brisk sight scanned the room, and in a moment the whole body, so lightly and neatly, but first of all calmly, flied across the room. I have never seen him so concentrated, but light, so confident, but neat. Two hard hits, followed by two painful cries, retutned me to mind, but still I could not believe that he is Mikhail. The robbers where gently, but earnestly kicked out in the lobby toilet, and the police soon got them. He smiled, sat on the sofa, and did not leave his confident, even a bit scary smile until tommorow.





secret eros poem:



Граница между нами стерлась
мои воиска вошли в тебя
а ты и не сопротивлялась.
Мои воиска искали королеву
а королева их ждала,
ее схватили с громким звоном,
всем существом схватив тебя,
я волю дал своим войскам
а ты своему телу
и я его ласкал
как ангел и как сумашедший,
и я смотрел в твои глаза
и видел космос в них.

Как дыры черные безумно
вращались мы с тобой,
пока не слились воедино
во всеобъемлющей звуковой волне.

Немыслимо, невыразимо.
И непереносимо. Я будто умирал
внутри тебя, тебе отдавшись.
И заново рождала ты меня.

Я ел тебя губами.
А ты меня кормила.
Я молоко в тебе искал,
и ты меня поила.

Мы плавились друг в друге,
сливаясь в голосах;
ты стала всей Вселенной для меня,
и отдалась мне вся.

Граница между нами стерлась,
и я был полностью в тебе.


To Julia. That never really happened, btw!