Never

< Leah Altukhova
Kiev



I will never expose your fear,
And my mission impossible.
I live only in his poetry night,
And not even in all, and in the half.

I do not know his steel shackles,
Let horoscopes similarity is not accidental.
I only understand it without words,
And to keep his dreams and secrets.

Do not tempt ambiguous phrases,
Do not disturb the mutual silence.
I only deep green eyes
Read his impulses and desires.

I do not embarrass him before the beauty,
Do not wake up call sleepless night,
Only hot to argue with him until they were hoarse,
And the nerves to break words into pieces.

I do not touch those thin lips,
I do not fall into the open arms,
Do not watch the torment of his hands
Above the zipper, standing in a summer dress.

I only disturb his rest,
And coming in dreams relentlessly.
I will never be his wife.
But how can I get through, tell me by?