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Векторная графика
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Так... внезапно
приходит прозрение.
Ночь слезою скользнет по скуле.
Догорает моё невезение,
и не жарит от бледных углей.
И бездонная, нежная песенка
как щека ... прикоснется к щеке.
И взметнётся желание лесенкой.
Заколотится
сердце в кульке.
Нарисованный в векторной графике
я прозрачней осенних берёз.
Кто-то движется в шелковом шарфике
и журчит мою песню под нос.
Так прессуются время и времечко
и сползает вдоль шеи слеза.
Поцелованный полночью в темечко
я не ведаю в творчестве зла.
И, мечтая опять очень бережно,
за стекло, устремившись во тьму,
как мальчишка волшебную денежку, -
в кулачке
крепче тайну сожму.
А сомненье моё – не сомнение:
скрип шагов, шёпот рук, запах губ...
Померещилось?.. Нет –
Дуновение
на далёком моём берегу.
More about creation background and etc ...
10 нояб. 2007 г.
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Автор исполнитель песни на мои стихи
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