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Так хочется порой стать слабым,

обидчивым, ревнивым, грубым,

но мне не нужно этой славы.

Лежат соблазнов всяких груды,

как листья. Если ветер дунет

они взметнутся в небо с прытью,

с которой суетятся думы

и совершаются открытия.


О если б чуточку мудрее

мне довелось бы стать однажды,

не паруса тогда б на реях

осушивали б мою жажду.

И не успехи в осознанье

бессмысленности явных смыслов.

Всё б было легче осязанья.

И след вдоль моря бы не смыло.


Я жажду рук и стражду тела,

и избегаю в спину взгляда.

Я не такой, как ты хотела,

и ты не та, что было надо.

Но «надо» – вычурное слово.

Так что тогда? Надежды дразнят.

Мечта, что призрак: «Повезло вам».

А поцелуй? Сухая разность.

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