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Осенний пейзаж

В краю невыпавших дождей

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Дождём размытые цвета,

как слёзы, по стеклу стекают,

и пожелтевшая листва

в прощальном танце облетает.


Ты молча у окна стоишь,

дождь наготу твою смывает.

И то, о чём опять грустишь,

стекло холодное скрывает.


Горит на третьем этаже

твоё окно, второе слева.

В своём облезшем плюмаже

грустит береза - королева.


Горит в окне твоем закат,

и мёрзнут лужи на асфальте.

Кленовый красный акробат

в порыве ветра сделал сальто.


И быстро опустилась тень,

а вслед за нею ночь упала,

Тревожный завершился день,

но ждать Его ты не устала.


И в бледном шепоте луны

подкрались тихо сновиденья:

нагие мысли - шалуны

и в окнах чьи-то отраженья.

More about creation background and etc ...

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