I want to drink with you
And live this penetrating feeling,
Rather than have a drink
To get my stomach filled in.
I want to look into your eyes
Becoming shy at once…
Don’t want to have a look in it:
Get like a thief, who takes it with his hands.
And when our words don’t matter
Stay silent for a while…
Want not to have a talk
When words are catching lines.
I want to be with you
For just to feel this union
And not to grab what’s yours
‘Cause have it I need not.
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© Copyright: Александр Снитко 2, 2016
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