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Автор Ольга Макарова
Ольга Макарова
Signals from the moon. Poet`s diary
Love is the absolute thing.
It doesn't need reasons, proofs, satisfaction.
The feeling of its presence is a necessary and sufficient condition.
I didn't bring flowers to your house.
I've been leaving them on the trails you walk.
I was so happy spelling your name in petals.
I would like to know what you think about
When you fall asleep
To follow the threads of your thoughts
Like a star map.
When you close your eyes, but keep seeing,
When you stop your body, but can’t stop your mind,
Who hugs you?
Instead of the singing of those
Who love you,
I wish you to hear the whisper of the one
You love.
The sun is so cruel,
Kissing my face after yours,
Making me feel
The smell of your skin in its rays.
If you go into a storm,
Even with a lantern,
Be ready to get lost.
Don't cut the flowers.
With their beauty,
They thank the earth, the sun and the rain.
Let them finish their speech.
I lost all of You,
Never having
Even a small part,
But I found
The rest of the world
Without ever searching.
Don't be sad!
Let this world
Make us fly off the handle,
Still we can fly
Holding hands.
Someone says they love me,
But my heart went deaf,
Screaming about love for you.
I miss you like the wave misses the rocks.
Each time rolling back,
It only prepares
To crash on them with new vigour.
I met you like a beautiful dawn
And I hit the road to unknown.
No matter how long it will be,
I know your sun will shine on me
Until sunset.
I have to silence my heart
In order to let my mind speak.
For wherever my heart aspires,
Only my mind can show it the way.
A yellowed leaf,
Torn off in the morning
By a cold autumn wind,
By the evening
Will no longer remember
Which tree it fell from.
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