Confession of an unkissed student
I don't know where to hide my hands,
When I look into your eyes,
In order not to touch - hell of torment!
I'm lost...
I'm afraid of you - that's a fact!
Or such an obsession.
I want to admit - only how?
Words do not stick. O woe!
I'm lost...
Your influence from outside
My consciousness was eclipsed.
My mind is no longer for me,
It belongs to you - how sweet!
I'm lost...
In your presence I am dumb,
I see you - suddenly frightened,
That you come up, I blush.
Where can I put so many hands!
And suddenly he got lost again!
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