I'll spread Love all across universe
This is our dance. We are enemies, but this dance is our.
We are dancing in the dark room, in the room wihtout a light. Without a light, just candles see our dance. Our war. Our war looks like this dance, our dance is our war.
At this night we can forget about our war, about enemies, about strategies and plans. Both we know, what will we do if someone does a wrong footstep. If I stumble, you will catch me. But if you do it... I think, I will push off you. And though you know it, you have risk. You know, that I will not give you a chance. So, we are dancing.
This is dance of enemies. This is our dance.
We are dancing in the dark room, in the room wihtout a light. Without a light, just candles see our dance. Our war. Our war looks like this dance, our dance is our war.
At this night we can forget about our war, about enemies, about strategies and plans. Both we know, what will we do if someone does a wrong footstep. If I stumble, you will catch me. But if you do it... I think, I will push off you. And though you know it, you have risk. You know, that I will not give you a chance. So, we are dancing.
This is dance of enemies. This is our dance.
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03.11.2005 в 11:10В вальсе осеннем беспечно кружат.
Было меж нами всё несерьёзно,
Что ж так грустит и томится душа…
Лес бабьим летом мягко подсвечен,
Нить паутинки меж тонких ветвей
Много поймала жёлтых сердечек,
Вот и мой листик запутался в ней…
Снова в плену я осени милой,
Лист опадает, кружась и шурша.
Хочешь казни, а лучше помилуй -
Жить без любви не сумеет душа…
Источник: http://www.stihi.ru/poems/2005/09/29-795.html
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03.11.2005 в 13:15