З. Гиппиуc Мешается, сливается
Are mingling and marrying
Reality and dream;
Ominously is angling
The vault of sky arcs brim.
And I am one
Proceeding forth,
And falling,
Quelled by faith,
With unbeknown blissfulness
And thoughts of you,
Innate.
For, I do love unreachable,
Improbable to be…
You are my child adorable,
Who lit my life with glee.
And I do feel in deepest sleep
Your gentle placid breath
And feel the blanket niveous
So soothing to embrace.
I know, close is timelessness,
I hear, blood runs cold…
Eternal is the quietness
And love…
The dusks do hold…
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Киселев Василий Иванович 16.12.2024 17:45 Заявить о нарушении