I try to see your smile
With my eyes closed.
I want to run a mile
With my legs crossed.
I dare to stroke your hips
With my hands lead.
I strive to kiss your lips
With severed head.
I seek to catch your glimpse
With my orbs out
And while my shy gait limps
Just I dream ‘bout
Caressing your thin neck
Like a sea wave.
But I commit shipwreck
Like your poor slave.
You cruelly left me sore
Leaving no clue.
Guess you can’t love me so
As I love you.
I’m mad to feel your blood
In an ink stain.
I see my future blurred
With your disdain.
2 августа 2013 года
Absurd Hopes
© Copyright: Савва Шанаев, 2013
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