-- Maybe today,maybe tomorrow,
Maybe some day,
Myybe nevermore…
Maybe with joy, maybe with sorrow…
-- Come anyway,
Darling, por favor!
Here, at this door aiways awaiting
I’m saying «Hi!»
Or «Hello» and smile.
Come in a bus, jogging or scating,
Yelling «banzai»
From the last your mile.
Leave and return now or later,
Come on weekend,
Being debonair.
Let me attract your soul grater
I am your friend,
Always, everywhere…
You are my fate. I am your future.
Be in my team,
Tenderness concealed.
I am your king, you are my duche…
Love’s my mainstream,
And my hope’s field…
адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=97074
Рубрика: Стихи, которые не вошли в рубрику
дата надходження 10.10.2008
автор: Семен Венцимеров