Previously published by me ( as all other my English poetry ) on other sites under the name princeAlexander / princealexander.
Also see my English poetry folder/section
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Wish I'd be that boy from vicinity,
Whom entrusted you sweet virginity.
One, who was your first, one you wanted whom,
One, you let to sneak to your maiden room.
But there is nothing, in my whim to win, could I do:
To be me, instead, who climbed into your window.
He was the one, who made your passion turning.
He was the one, whose love you were returning.
He was the one, whom then you were caressing.
He was the one, for whom you rushed to get undressing.
He was the one, to whom you gave yourself without warning.
He was the one you kissed way out in the morning.
If I would have it now - the magic Time Machine,
I would fly back there, where then you've been.
I would throw myself between you and him,
I would beg your love, I would yell and scream.
I would cry my tears, I would be enraged,
But there is nothing then could I really change...
He would still be one, who made your passion turning.
He would still be one, whose love you were returning.
He would still be one, whom then you were caressing.
He would still be one, for whom you rushed to get undressing.
He would still be one, to whom you gave yourself without warning.
He would still be one you kissed way out in the morning!