The salvation that I find
Changes my mind…
Ho! How is’t to be kind?
I’d known but I forgot.
So, there’s the premonition: life’ll be short.
Then, where’s my soaped-rope, my knife…
And only real love and may-be-then wife
Are able to save me and help me to enjoy my life.
I need somebody to be near
To pull me up
from bottom and to fight my fears,
To speak few words:
“Yo, cheer up!
Ya know I love ya! Swear to God!”
Yes, That’s the life I have to bear,
And that’s the one that I wanna with somebody share…
Sonnet 2
© Copyright: Мавр Как Ни Крути, 2005
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