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Люблю кухонный полумрак

и синий от конфорки свет,

когда прекрасно виден брак,

сомнений и вопросов нет.


Когда заварен крепкий чай -

густой и чёрный, словно ночь,

когда в разгаре месяц май

и грусть-тоска уходит прочь.


Давно затихли голоса.

Спит город. Ночь. Молчит эфир.

Свет от экрана в волосах -

и предо мной открылся мир.


Телеэкран глядит на стол

безмолвный, как сама мечта.

На несколько пустых листов

бросает блёклые цвета.


Разверзлись стены. Далеко

лечу за призрачной мечтой.

Слова ложатся так легко

из-под руки само собой

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