📚If my hand is quiet, then sly,📖
In the beam of sleep he touches your lips
And it will float around your neck and, soon,
From shoulder to chest, from chest to legs ...
When your hand is sweet, like glory,
Red-eyed finger property
In lemon silence and when me
Dark sweetness will return to the dark depth -
In the white lodge then we swim
On the waters of love between the shores of the night:
And voices in the swallow's nests
Quiet quiet ... Gold steering wheel
A fallen cloud above the field,
And sleep sleeps hand in hand and on the cheek
A drop of happiness, expressed by pain,
By morning ...
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