2015

Autumn steps towards white footprints.
They will soon have white, white snow.
I recognize you by your eyes
At night from bodily signs.

And October - he is waiting for November -
He is uncomfortable without golden leaves, -
So I'm waiting, I'm waiting quietly for you,
That would wake up this spring ...

Autumn steps towards white footprints.
Everything goes into light, into silence.
So do I to white and white sheets
I add you. -Adding one ...

5 October 15

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Sometimes such a bright sadness ...-
Lighter than the sky and lighter than the earth ...
And like autumn, I still wake up
And I will cover all our flowers with foliage ...

And nothing that they have been since summer
They still have to spend the winter ...,
And we have already warmed the dawns
Someone will meet them for us ...

And let this someone
It will be light to look at you like that.
Like my dumb concern
Like she covers you and me ...

5 September 15

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There are two shadows in the window
Two female shadows in the rain
So shrewdly looked
On a rainbow from memory together.

Then they looked at each other
So silently, silently - slowly,
So that when you wait for the morning,
All that was left of them was dew ...

There are two shadows in the window
Two female shadows in the rain
So shrewdly looked
To a rainbow from memory ... - together ...

June 28 15

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I know, I know for sure that we are
We will meet in this city.
And each of us in the eyes of emptiness
Will find everything dear, like an echo ...

I know, I know for sure that you
You are waiting for this meeting, as I am, doomed,
And each of us barely and almost
Lost this faith in sync ...

I know, I know for sure that somewhere
Our sun squeezes our palms
And each of us, like a single summer,
And each of us breathed differently ...

I know, I know for sure that we are
We will meet in this city.
And each of us in the eyes of emptiness
He will read everything native, like an echo ...

May 14, 15

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I will definitely come back
That warm evening dope
And when I suddenly wake up
I will come barely audible and early.

So early that you won't notice
And you will think that this is just a dream
Where our touches are like retouching
As if we are in a house asleep - together.

So early the stars won't sleep
And they will meet your dawn in the palms.
And I won't leave you here alone
And I will be with you again and again again and again ...

May 4, 15

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And this spring with white birds
Will bring me news all the same about the one
What's with fragile eyelashes
And with a smiling fate ...

She will look up to the sky
And dance on the floor with bare feet
And a flower from each summer
He will keep all of himself between the sheets.

And when her other winter comes
And he will call for him far, far,
She will not get cold
And he will take his last flower ...

and now it's spring ... spring ... spring ...

12 April 15

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She always knew when I was sick
By subtle signs.
And this scarf and smile that barely
As if they were warmth and response ...

She always knew that things don't last forever
But somehow I believed the opposite.
And this look, as something finite,
Like a favorite, tender - cotton wool.

She always knew that you can love.
To love in a half-whisper, quietly and quietly ...
And this bracelet and enamel rings
To keep close to the heart is so close.

She always knew when I was sick
By subtle signs.
And this scarf and smile that barely
As if they were warmth and response ...

6 April 15

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You remember yourself not like that?
Do you remember what you were ...-
She was both fragile and somewhere funny
And on the platform she was waiting for someone ...

Do you remember that the stars in the sky
Draw the constellations of stained glass love.
Or forgot that somewhere in the world
Is there someone who compares your steps?

Do you remember how your friend's winters
You were sheltered at nights without words. -
And pinching white blizzards
And the one that was just like you - as from dreams ...

Do you remember the whitish hands?
And yours are a little darker than yours ...
And as a whole - a whole day
You looked, looked at them ...

You remember yourself not like that?
Do you remember what you were ...-
She was both fragile and somewhere funny
And on the platform once she was waiting for someone ...

January 23 15

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