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В краю невыпавших дождей

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Проснулся я от шороха ресниц.

Ты не спала, таинственно моргая.

Снег падал за окошком молча ниц

перед тобой, а ты - была нагая.


Мы все нагие перед взглядом звёзд

и друг пред другом на исходе ночи.

А звёзды снегом падают из гнёзд,

как будто между делом, между прочим.


Укутан город белой простынёй.

ты не спала под простыней  со мною рядом.

Твоей груди касался я рукой,

следил безмолвно за твоим я взглядом.


А за окном кружился снег - изгой.

Он непрерывно падал всё и падал.

Твоей ноги касался я ногой,

лежал и думал: “Что еще мне надо?”

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