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Philosophy of Love

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2022
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Outside the window the ocean shines,

The moon spreads fairy tale.

Through the rays arises, sculpted,

An image of a pretty woman, a wave.

The windows of the room are translucent.

A light shadow slides the moon.

And mysteriously, strangely, mysteriously.

In the moonlight she appeared…

Already standing before me shyly,

A look sad at the drooping.

The golden Wavy hair are loose,

Soft curls gentle motive.

The night replaced the sunset

Already in the shine the moon, sleeps at home.

Only, barely audible, sings the sonata

Moon tale Silence.

Your image is golden…

The transparent sky burns,

On tapes of clouds, gold, throws.

Crystal yellow leaf.

The sunset, dimming, fades away…

My beautiful, shy,

You bare my shoulder.

Light up pearl shine…

A smooth hand touched

The waves of the body…

And, startled, you are tense.

The waves through the fabric are translucent,

Sigh gently under the canvas.

And anxiously, in a fit of passionate,

Impatiently ripped off he…

So before me, in the twilight,

Wavy, slow river, sunset was running.

Through its yellow light streamed

Your image is golden.

Above the fast run of vernal waters

Above the fast run of vernal waters,

Already buds blossomed.

The trees a slender arch,

On the branches of small leaves.

The moon in the silence of the night stands.

Haystacks cast shadows.

The river glitters in its rays

A wave of foam is full.

And is a girl in the waves of the river

Frolicking, as fish slid,

Foam in them, the wave drove.

Over the waves the girl lifted,

Under the moon river caressed her.

Above the fast run of vernal waters,
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