I Like You
I like the roses, like the winds,
Your shoulders, waist, your lips and hands,
Your smile in brightly clever eyes,
They charm like beautiful sunrise.
I like your mind, your funny bone,
Your covert glance when you’re at home
Your eaves, your freckles, pretty face,
For me, like for the jockeys – race.
When asking you to do something,
You with desire perform the thing,
You are my shine, my second heart!
With warm-heartedness I say that…
I like your voice, your tolerance,
Your views of being human sense
Your lure, even demerits small
My darling, trust, I like You all!
Киев, 2005
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