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Give me your hand—I want to understand the warmth
I feel in your touch.
Was it just a fleeting moment,
A sudden burn that passed?
Or is it a lamp with steady, gentle light
Burning invitingly in total darkness,
Calling to beautiful simplicity,
Promising peace and happiness somewhere?
Your features are dear and familiar to me:
Eyes and lips, the silhouette of your profile—
They’re like a longed-for confession,
Like Spring in love with Earth, joyful and bright.
You won’t understand—and there’s no need to explain,
For in explanation lies distortion,
Dangerous to the essence. Distance
From simplicity that twists the path
Of love’s true purpose.
GIVE ME YOUR HAND
© Copyright: Лидия Лозовая, 2026
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