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Ночное рукопожатие
В краю невыпавших дождей
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... Тане Блиновой
Тебе нужна моя рука?..
Что ж, подойди к окну.
Взгляни в ночные облака,
на полную луну.
К стеклу ладошку приложи
холодному, как лёд.
Но ты не бойся, не тужи,
забудь, что дождик льёт.
Часы пробьют двенадцать раз.
Погаснет в окнах свет.
Открой свое... В обрывках фраз
услышишь ты: “Привет!...”
И в тот же миг твоя рука
согреется сама.
И разбегутся облака...
Засеребрится тьма.
Из мокрых луж сверкнёт луна
и станет вмиг светло.
И ты ощутишь от окна,
от рук моих - тепло.
Я, точно так же, как и ты,
у своего стою
и в лужах вижу я цветы
и молча я курю.
“Пусть сгинут страхи все твои,” -
я, выпуская дым,
желаю счастья и любви
и посылаю с ним.
Вдохни, что ветром донесло,
забудь недавний страх...
и ощути моё тепло
скорей в своих руках.
More about creation background and etc ...
17 авг. 1998 г.
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