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Пограничная полоса
Пятая вечность
Путь1893
ПрефиксMyPoems
Сосновая иголка – не заноза.
Кольнёт и наградит на память запахом.
И я запомню сосен старых позы
и море, что всегда для всех распахнуто.
Распахан пляж. Ни следа кроме наших,
и тихо так, как будто мир не создан.
И хорошо, что обувь нам не снашивать.
Вдоль. Босиком. Не торопясь и не по звёздам.
Полоска берега. Полоска дюн. Полоска света.
Лопочешь ты, и ветер неразборчиво
ворчит, сорвав переживаний вентиль.
Он по природе парень разговорчивый.
А мы вдруг замолчали, взявшись за руки.
Идём, чуть озаботив пограничников.
В носу, как после звёздочки от насморка.
И с ветром мы твоё целуем личико…
Воспоминанья. Пятнышки мазута
на стопах, запах моря в лёгкой куртке.
Смола на рукаве… И снова утро
иголкой колет и играет с нами в жмурки.
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31 июл. 2020 г.
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