The Window - Inspired by Alexander S. Pushkin
When the deserted Moon above
Was following the fog of night,
I saw a maiden from outside.
So thoughtful she was sitting in there,
Her breasts being filled with air in fright
Anxiety expressing sight
At distant path below her stare.
"I'm here!" — there was a rapid whisper.
As with a move so scared and struck
She opened the window briskly…
The Moon got wrapped into the dark.
"A lucky man!" — I said in longing, —
It's only fun ahead of you.
How soon at least one twilight window
Is gonna open for me too?»
October 13, 2026
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