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Дождливый, тёплый, полный ветра.
Под стук, под скрип, под ветра ругань
мы слушаем друг друга… «Верьте,» –
чуть слышно различимо в шуме,
который не стихает. Разве
иные страсти не бушуют,
не распирают души? Разум
смеётся всякий раз, пытаясь
объединить любовь и страхи.
Они в дожде витают стаей,
а я их в пепельницу стряхиваю.
И разговор не утихает,
хотя мой друг меня не слышит.
Сейчас… Он просто выступает.
Я – вдохновляюсь им и… свыше
невероятностью мгновенья,
которое владеет нами.
И он, и я, и ветер – звенья,
несущие любви цунами.
Вы скажете – так не бывает.
Возможно, кто-то фантазёр здесь.
А ветер словно зазывает,
чуть-чуть от смеха заикаясь.
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