Let me

Let me write the words that I would
never've written without you
Let me try the things that I would
never have tried with you.
Though the shadow of your smile
Always brings the sense to my day-
I was   pushed off, away from the path
That'd  brought us together,
No matter which way
You stand Being lost in the mist
Of Hopes,Hesitation and Sorrow,
The taste of your voice on the tongue
Is salty and bitter-can't swallow.
You know-I've wished to be hurt,
But I've never wished to hurt you.
I'll cut into pieces the skirt
Of my memory-due to you.
My inner whispers again-Game over,
But some stranger from outside
taps persistently-moreover...


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You do it. Not exactly hussar-fashion but not without a certain amount of dash.
Omnia vanitas, but que femme veut - Dieux le veut.
:)

Бирашевич Владимир   27.07.2005 11:35     Заявить о нарушении
Intriguing!Sorry,didn't catch the latin-french part of your message!;)

Инна Смирнова   29.07.2005 18:34   Заявить о нарушении
Ах, это вечное смешание французского с нижегородским...
:)

Бирашевич Владимир   02.08.2005 17:35   Заявить о нарушении
Не подводить?Я и не собиралась!Я вообще надёжна,как скала!:)

Инна Смирнова   08.08.2005 22:58   Заявить о нарушении
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