Натали Ру-Биссо «Неблизкий рай»
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Whilst you’re here I’m faint at every glance,
I feel quake with fear and face with ardour.
In incessant urge I pick at gloves,
Lay to heart a sure of tattler honey.
I’m possessed of darling bent for thou,
Being in daring reverie admiring.
That October serves a splendid turn,
Wintry flares are hardly warms like fire.
Willing I surpass whole sensuous rives
And eschew to flaw your mind so greasy,
Through ordeal wherever hie to path.
Placid pass with you – seems me uneasy.
07.I.2019