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To Tatiana

Your eyes are at the “Ocean” – at the crossroad of the winds – have a depth and no deception, taken the cover off ignorance. Your eyes me fortunately ruffle, and I’m as not a swimmer versed afraid to dive but try to gamble as being a thorough man in haste. Your eyes to me are real puzzle: they give me such a virgin smile preventing me from any bustle – within them passion is alight. Your eyes in gaiety desire: by stealth they make me understand – when He and She are getting higher – He must be first to start a game. Your eyes are really unbounded and so a new line to be born you are embraced by me astounded and on my shoulder is your arm.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 9/9/2009 7:40:00 PM
line one is unbelievably artistic! Oleg!...jim
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Date: 9/9/2009 3:33:00 PM
to k k iloduba jnr: Whatever you write you write about yourself. Sometimes, the ability to read between lines in a poem helps to learn about the man more than any CV
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Date: 9/9/2009 3:07:00 PM
look into them again and again..........they should carry ur reflection.
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