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A bunch of short verses

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2019
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The only path of many – rainbow and love

The lives are precious – azure-blue in skies

A wind my friend is blowing with love

And solemnly on knees I’ll take your star



‘twas honey pleasure – trees are friends

Within the latent gray in early morning

With whom you whisper in the storm

Forsaken past with frozen air…



Such sweetest touch, such simple deeds

There was neither passion nor affection

But you are none – and acute in intra vitam

I’m running through the sepulcher when sleep



A. Glukhov. The tree. 1990. The Blagodatov collection in St. Petersburg.



Too scrawny beasts have frozen hearts

A vale of woe in your eyes I’ve seen

With vim and vigour I shall run to you

There are much trees and no you…



Along the street a secret path to Thee

I’ll gaze at vapor – quiet silhouette afar

The strangers talk and one night kiss

Due silver knight I’ve got much bliss



Whither are you drifting lightly Light

The stunning silence hiding in the night

We fled so fast away like a whiff

Till death I shall be keeping snow bliss



Again you’ll see beloved object sleeping

Hard squeeze and lightest, longest tig

It will be cute and waiting one light kiss

We’ll be exhausted…lying on the beach



Come to that place a pack of wild wolves

They want to do so many furious attacks

And we are dying from disastrous fatigue

They’ll give us free and cozy beds



Be live…and do the best your own way

And there is neither sense of joy or blue

Perfection I have seen no more

The trees are pensive in the breeze



At royal ball we’ll dance together lonely

Could I control the weather light

Once in a while when we’ll get a glee
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