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Июль. Опять похолодало.

Не сильно, но по вечерам

едва заметно, без скандала

жара спадала… во вчера.

Не так, как женская одежда,

не долгожданно, не легко.

Природа, стань такой как прежде.

Ночь смотрит из-за облаков

И уточнять я не решаюсь

моих желаний тайных суть.

Жара спадает. Одеяло

во сне мне гномы принесут.

Чтоб не замёрз, меня укроют.

Сквозь сон в открытое окно

остатками жары и зноя,

чуть припоздав, последний гном

протиснется легко. Я грежу,

я брежу, может быть, люблю.

Жара спадает, как одежда.

Подуло… Я не оскорблю

нас вожделением – виденье.

Прошу, постой… Жара. Июль.

Обходит ночь свои владенья

и ветерок колышет тюль.

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