Tenderness Bashny.Net

< Leah Altukhova



Well, you want me to erase all the cards,
Yesterday like to live, and there is not luck ...
Like at school, when you do not have enough desks,
Deliver to the board.

Wake up, and tenderness is already ringing,
And his own doctor and Aibolit,
And lechishsya her, but the pain is sitting
And beating in his temple.

We overthrew, distributed to hell.
So as not to spark in a thousand watts,
Look, greyhounds, someone who's brother, who is the matchmaker ...
Caught off guard.

And look, and felt like a heartbeat,
According veins plays blueberry blues.
But uncontrollable dance music
And it is not bad.

And neizgonyaema, everything inside,
Shekochet wrist, on the one-two-three ...
Almost hopeless rages in the blood
And torn from the outside.

You will want izbavitsya- not find.
But the windows summer rain,
So just throw it in the hot and trembling
Skittish knees.

And unforgiving, like a thunderstorm.
And not against but only
Naive, like the dawn, her eyes,
Captured.