Tonight no word will grieve its loss and give a whit,
Since our hands are soaring in the same direction.
Let’s stare at sparkling eyes for just a little bit -
These pairs of two worlds are looking for reflection.
Tonight’s indeed that night for charms and plays,
For pushing borders of the breath on lands of touches.
It’s plenty room and time to lay for sweaty sways,
It’s moments of release for minds-&-bodies clutches.
Tonight is “never” – late, instead of “always” – “yes”,
Two butterflies from lips are airborne and fluffy.
Tonight is not a soul, but body will confess…
and dues sustain unpaid for all bliss-outs and bluffing.
July 25, 2007
Iouri Lazirko
Copyright ©2007 Iouri Lazirko
Tonight
© Copyright: Юрий Лазирко, 2007
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