Inspiration: Ivanenko Kristina
"Pink glasses - to the locker!"
http://www.stihi.ru/2011/10/26/847
And even though I see the light in a completely different way,
And I'm not afraid of flattery, alienation and pain,
I contemplate happiness and the wind is glad to anyone,
And I become stronger in separation and captivity.
They tell me, I live in a world of dreams, fantasies,
I fly in the clouds, not seeing evil and all resentment,
I plunge into magic from the world of ugliness,
And may my love be so tart and bitter.
When I close my eyes every day
I dive into a wonderful world that is so beautiful
And in him we love you with passion, without fail,
And despite the fact that the path is thorny, it is dangerous.
And before going to bed, tired of the previous day,
I call you again to be with me for a minute
Another will only say, I collect circles on the water,
I'm ready to wait for you and melt with my eyes again.
I hear a voice and it's always in my ears
I enjoy it as a watercolor artist,
You endure me again, your open soul,
I will always uncomplainingly believe your words.
You push me away and always beckon me
For a long time I know about your love open, pure,
And sometimes with silence you hurt me badly,
Always warm with me and again I leave quickly.